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Despite the shitty drive class was wonderful last night as we ran every freakin' choreography we could fit into an hour, and one twice. Talk about dripping with sweat at the end of a workout, damn. But it felt *so* good and I managed to dance each one flawlessly so I felt really good about that. The last few minutes we put on the song we're doing for our next choreography and messed around with zills trying to work out the pattern. Good thing I'd spent some previous time doing just that so when the music started I knew just what I wanted to play. Had it going well for a bit, then lost it and couldn't get it started again. Luckily Alyne and K- have excellent ears for it and picked it up themselves. Interestingly, I could only play it with the music, and K- could only do so without it.

The breaks are going to be a bitch, but the song's nice and short so I don't see any huge problems with learning it. I guess a lot will depend on the nature of the moves we're adding to it.

In other news I've reached the breaking point on my weight issue. The scale's creeping back up again despite an increased workout routine, so new steps must be taken. I'm intrigued by the idea of juice fasting at the moment. The studies and articles I'm reading seem to be full of glowing praise for doing so at least once a week, and as much as once every three days. As long as I don't get stupid and do serious workouts while fasting there shouldn't be a problem. A lot of what I'm reading also seems to indicate a whole lot of side health benefits from the practice that I find intensely appealing.

I may give it a try for at least a few weeks and see how I react to it. Having an excuse to drink more fresh juices and hit Jamba more often does seem like mighty fine incentive.

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The Dictionary of Republicanisms is so going on my Xmas list: ( Examples behind the cut )

It's all so clear now...

Doghouse Riley sums up the War on Terra (tm) to date and the breaking Lincoln Group scandal, in comments on World o' Crap:

Ho ho hold up a minute. First, we invent the name al-Qaeda in the 90s, which may or may not have had the effect of creating a SPECTREsque global organization of Evil out of a few pissed-off mujahideen. Then, faced with an insurgency we didn't foresee, we may or may not have decided to designate Abu Musab al-Zarqawi, who may or may not be dead, as its titular head, one whom we say we believe is a close associate and ally of the guy who heads what might or might not be al-Qaeda, assuming he or it have survived, which we believe to be the case because the CIA--which may or may not have done the inventing--has confirmed that the recent videos they showed us are recent.

Then, for emphasis--because there might be some Americans who are still confused by this--we decide this Zarqawi, who may or may not be missing a leg and/or a head, assuming he had two or one to begin with, as the case may be, may or may not lead an organization called "al-Qaeda In Iraq", although no one else, assuming they exist, uses the name, and this, plus a captured floppy disk which we allegedly captured in several places as it was or wasn't being taken by courier to al-Qaeda Not in Iraq Headquarters (oddly, despite their masterfully nefarious internet operations, they have to lug floppies around in order to communicate), the contents of which we might have had translated by someone who didn't read Arabic because we're short on those.

So now, if I'm not mistaken, we're forced to spend hundreds of millions of dollars to combat what may or may not be a fictional creation of our own making because he's making people think he's more powerful than he is?

Yep, that about sums it up.