I totally had my crotch on the ground, ya'll. Both side splits. Hell to the fuck yeah.*

*They weren't technically "proper splits," i.e. with hips straight, but darn it that's the closest I've ever gotten. I celebrated with a chicken sandwich.

It's the most incredible thing to me how many people will stand in the door and yell "DO YOU SELL CLOTHES?" No, I'm operating a clothing museum. Please step away from the door until you've paid your entrance fee. I laughed when it happened the first time; I started cringing when it happened four more times. One girl then walked into the store, ( Read more... )

Had anyone told me three years ago that I'd get a job based largely on my fashion sense, I'd have laughed. But I did get a job for those reasons, and a damn fine job it is. Love the bosses, love the store, the work is easy and fun. I'm really happy to get some structure for my week, too.

I've been home for a few weeks now. I was so scared to come back here - having to leave school and go back to Atlanta has been one of my worst fears since I left for college. But it hasn't been so bad. In fact, I think it's the best decision I could've made. I've been working so hard to get my feet under me, and it's been working. I'm grounded, I'm ( Read more... )

Taken from the circus_arts community:
You might be an aerialist if...
... the smell of spray rosin makes you want to work out.
... bruises and fabric burns are a way of life.
... your hands are permanently calloused, and you like them that way.
... you can't walk into a space (grocery store, restaurant, whatever!) without looking up at the ceiling ( Read more... )

I busted my lip open on a quarterpipe ( Read more... )

It looks like this semester, I'm actually going to be doing what I've been intending to do the whole time I've been in Europe: travel. (It's amazing how when you have a whole year to do it you just don't get around to it, even though this is clearly the time in my life when it will be most financially viable for me to wander around this continent ( Read more... )

You know that crazy flu that's making people drop llke flies here in Europe? Well, it looks like it struck the UNISCA conference I'm in. Yesterday, a number of people were looking peaky; we were missing a number of people this morning. By this afternoon, half the committee was missing. I went from a light cough this morning to feeling like I was ( Read more... )

This morning at exactly 7 AM, I finished my last paper of the semester. This would've been the time I'd woken up had I gone to bed last night. So today is a mix of elated relief and feeling like crap. I am proud that I actually managed to get it all done. Three more days and I have a couple weeks to relax before the next semester starts.

I just finished the two papers I've been complaining about all week. While horrible quality and making me not that much less likely to fail this course than before, I feel pride and a sense of accomplishment from having such an enormous stress off of my shoulders. Two more to go!

The bad part: it's 4:30 AM. I get up in two and a half hours.