More of a statement than a question from the flamenco happyoukai (performance) organiser. Amanda’s resounding “No, everything is not okay. In fact _nothing_ is okay” pretty much echoed my feelings. What part of our not being able to do the dance could possibly look okay? Is there some magic dust that we’re meant to have […]
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I hibernated and feel much better for it. Long phone calls with whitmanschild and tracybelle did wonders for my mood. Hearing my darling Ophelia is healthy and happy, also good..being rushed off the phone by her caretaker has left me…nonplussed I guess. But then that’s just her. *shrug* At least I know Ophelia will be […]
Nothing particularly bad, I think I’m in a funk induced by flamenco last night and enhanced by pmt. grrrr. Re flamenco. I don’t want to be in your happyoukai. I do this for fun and recreation, not stress. Everyone else has been learning the rumba for three months, I’ve been learning it for 5 weeks, […]
*poke* Yup, I’m alive, just. Somewhere between being drunk and getting hungover. The space which is best spent sleeping in blissful oblivion. Not best spent teaching students and being at school way too early…especially when world still spinning. Last night was worth it though. Takoyaki/okonomiyaki night turned into quite the party. We went through 5 […]
*pen poised above mental notepad* Riding my bike around listening to MP3 player is not, I repeat, NOT the same as driving around with my stereo on. People can, and do, hear you whilst singing. Please keep this in mind when we next go out. *asterisk, asterisk, asterisk. Puts pen and notepad away*
