Thursday, April 7, 2011

oh thursday

thanks to being sick, I haven't worked at all this week (in fact, not in the past two weeks either thanks to spring breaaaaaaaak), so I feel like it's monday. when it hit me, a couple of hours after waking up, that it was actually thursday, it was surreal. so yes, it's thursday. after this week, I have two consecutive fridays off. I wish I'd just get paid for being entertaining on social media sites instead of like...having to go to work and pretend to be a contributing member of society.


so I've been thinking about this lately: every female I've ever known who has a high, somewhat protruding forehead (aka a fivehead at best) is Fucking Crazy. seriously. fine people to be friends with, but turn into demanding, controlling, weird bitches in relationships or dating situations (not immediately though). acting that way to the dudes they're with, that is. am I alone here? there's such a thing as face reading, and apparently certain physical characteristics are flags for personality characteristcs. that's just been my observation with the foreheads. it's shockingly consistent.

also, speaking of which, I'm SOOOO tired of otherwise perfectly nice, sane dudes saying they don't want drama, etc, staying with crazy bitches. what is WRONG with you guys? at least don't lie about not wanting drama, because clearly you do if you're staying with someone you have to lie to to keep the peace.

so yeah...thoughts?

Friday, March 25, 2011

sore. oh gawd, so sore.

so my yoga pass ran out, and I had to go for a week without class (and I keep getting distracted by everything so I haven't been doing home practice, SHAME ON ME). I took one of the advanced classes as soon as I could get back on the mat.

and it felt AWESOME.

I did everything, I balanced solidly in tree pose, I never skipped a single vinyasa, my downward dogs were never replaced by child's pose, upward dogs never replaced by cobra, chattarunga done chest first and all.

and now...WHOA, am I sore! this is day two of insane soreness. lifting my arms sucks! I didn't even go to class last night because of it. stupid muscle memory.

I have a burlesque show to go to tonight that I don't even want to go to now. between a (likely sugar induced) headache, upset stomach, and overall stress about a thuperfancy cake I need to make this weekend, I'm just not on board. oh well. maybe I can talk a sister or two into going to this place for burgers this weekend where they'll make your burger on lettuce instead of a bun. that's fun, right?

Saturday, March 5, 2011

random thoughts. na na... naa na naa na naa HEY! na na na na!

if you don't get that, you're either not canadian, not a hockey fan, or not a canadian hockey fan.

suckery: horsefaced, homely chicks who think they're hot. I'm just saying.

rulery: dudes who like to make out.

I'm still issue wrestling. I had a session with my therapist two weeks ago. TWO WEEKS, it feels like 2 months. anyway, we looked a bit at my tendency to push people away. horribly, it felt like just surface scratching, which = more work. I should look at my tendency to flounder, but I think that's a symptom not a thing in and of itself. who thinks too much? ME. that's who.

the best thing that's happened all weekend so far is the awesome flossing I just did. no, that's not a euphemism, I genuinely like flossing my teeth. pretty depressing, really. hah!

Thursday, March 3, 2011

sometimes when a yoga teacher says to be "as relaxed as humanly possible", my mind responds "I can only be that relaxed post-orgasm, and while this class is great, it's not THAT great."

Wednesday, January 26, 2011



I'm computerless at the moment and blogging on an iphone pretty much sucks the bag. yet I have no problem texting at great length, I can't muster a blog post. I am disappoint.

also, not much news right now, I've been hermiting it up pretty good and trying to deal with some issues I've been ignoring for years, so that's always fun. and by always, I mean NEVER. like, enough already, stupid brain, stop. please. not every guy is going to be an unrepentant player manwhore like your brother (amazing his influence was stronger than my dad, who was a super loyal, super smart, really nice guy. oddly, the ones I like DO tend to be tall, dark haired, and blue eyed like my dad was. and super smart), most people tend to find you more attractive than you think you are (though I'll argue with them, smrt), and things WON'T always end in agony. see? issues. hell, I wouldn't date me right now either.

other than yoga, not much is new. so glad to be back to it, I missed it terribly, and its bodily effects are awesome.

anyhoo...what's news with you?