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Nobody even attempted yesterday's quote, and so in the spirit of optimism I'm posting another quote from the same film. Someone please guess this, it's one of my favorite flicks and it would depress me greatly if it went unanswered.
Wrist is doing moderately well, considering I gave it a good punishing last night in two bellydance classes. The worst part is that the cyst is right below my thumb joint, which restricts the movement of my thumb a bit. Most of the time it's not even noticable, but move in just the wrong way and owie. It makes playing finger cymbals something of a challenge I fear, but I managed to keep up and that was the important thing.
We started to seriously go through choreographies in both BD1 and 2 last night. The first is one I already know so no biggie there, the second is a tribal routine which could conceivably look pretty cool if we can pull it off. Maybe. With only 5 more weeks to master it I have my doubts.
Didn't sleep well last night, woke up around 2 and rather than rolling over and passing out again I just lay there awake and thinking. Deep thoughts at 2 in the morning are not a good idea, everything looks a bit bleaker in the dark of the early morning. Deep thoughts should be reserved for bright, cheerful, sunny mornings when one can banish them at will just by looking outside.
My horoscope for the day suggested curling up with a good book tonight. This just ain't gonna' happen, though it is a nice idea. I figure if I did stay home and read I'd probably be too distracted by the notion of my doctor's appointment tomorrow to really relax and enjoy it anyway. I hate going to the doctor, it's embarassing and uncomfortable and I don't like waiting in a chilly office wearing a paper dress that covers *nothing* for the doctor to grace me with his or her presence. If I could think of a way to wriggle out of this appointment I would, but I know I need to go so I'll just suck it up and deal. May stop at Bookbuyer's after I get finished at work, though, and treat myself to books two and three of the Chung Kuo series. Nice little sci-fi trilogy set in a future Earth ruled by 7 Chinese warlords. It's keeping me entertained.
Need to shake off the malaise from last night...er, this morning's introspection. Hmm, perhaps posting the question that keeps circling my brain would help. It's this, how does one set about making oneself less boring to others? Should a person even try? And how can you even know how to define another person's understanding of what they consider "dull" to be? Yes, yes, I know, I'm on a self-improvement jag again, but I think it's a legitimate question. Suggestions, thoughts, comments are all gratefully accepted.
Wrist is doing moderately well, considering I gave it a good punishing last night in two bellydance classes. The worst part is that the cyst is right below my thumb joint, which restricts the movement of my thumb a bit. Most of the time it's not even noticable, but move in just the wrong way and owie. It makes playing finger cymbals something of a challenge I fear, but I managed to keep up and that was the important thing.
We started to seriously go through choreographies in both BD1 and 2 last night. The first is one I already know so no biggie there, the second is a tribal routine which could conceivably look pretty cool if we can pull it off. Maybe. With only 5 more weeks to master it I have my doubts.
Didn't sleep well last night, woke up around 2 and rather than rolling over and passing out again I just lay there awake and thinking. Deep thoughts at 2 in the morning are not a good idea, everything looks a bit bleaker in the dark of the early morning. Deep thoughts should be reserved for bright, cheerful, sunny mornings when one can banish them at will just by looking outside.
My horoscope for the day suggested curling up with a good book tonight. This just ain't gonna' happen, though it is a nice idea. I figure if I did stay home and read I'd probably be too distracted by the notion of my doctor's appointment tomorrow to really relax and enjoy it anyway. I hate going to the doctor, it's embarassing and uncomfortable and I don't like waiting in a chilly office wearing a paper dress that covers *nothing* for the doctor to grace me with his or her presence. If I could think of a way to wriggle out of this appointment I would, but I know I need to go so I'll just suck it up and deal. May stop at Bookbuyer's after I get finished at work, though, and treat myself to books two and three of the Chung Kuo series. Nice little sci-fi trilogy set in a future Earth ruled by 7 Chinese warlords. It's keeping me entertained.
Need to shake off the malaise from last night...er, this morning's introspection. Hmm, perhaps posting the question that keeps circling my brain would help. It's this, how does one set about making oneself less boring to others? Should a person even try? And how can you even know how to define another person's understanding of what they consider "dull" to be? Yes, yes, I know, I'm on a self-improvement jag again, but I think it's a legitimate question. Suggestions, thoughts, comments are all gratefully accepted.
