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grumpy ninjas give me a headache

Grrr.  The ninjas are being naughty tonight.  I’ve started late because I am beyond tired after this week and kick boxing ran crazy late, but they don’t need to punish me for starting in one them five hours late do they?
3.6.05 06:27


Guess what I did tonight...

Kickboxing was amazing tonight.  I was a little hesitant about going – very tired after this very long week and a little headachy.  The class before us ran late and I was starting to regret coming.  And then it started and everything was wonderful.  Wolf was ill so Benny taught the class – we did some punches, some circuit training, and some more punching.  And it was brilliant.  I learned more about moving, parrying, ducking… and damn was it fun.  Although I’m already sore.  And tired.
3.6.05 06:33


I may never leave the house when the sun is out again

Last week I went to Maya’s birthday party.  Now, I’m not a fan of celebrating animal’s birthdays.  They don’t know what’s going on and it seems meaningless. That being said, I’m a fan of getting together with friends and hanging out in the sun and eating good food and throwing the ball for the dog.  We went to Terwilliger Park – this is a huge off leash area in west Edmonton.  There were tonnes of cyclists, dogs and owners, some kids flying a kite… and it was a gorgeous summer day.  We went for a long walk in search of a picnic table and the one we found was quite close to the river as well.  It was wonderful.  Hot and sunny and lots of fun. 


The only problem – I didn’t bring sun screen with me.  Of course, I put some on before I left.  But without extra I gave myself a lovely little sun burn.  My arms, chest and back were very red.  My face wasn’t too bad, although my nose was a little sensitive.  I’m now at the really sexy part of a sun burn where my skin is pealing like mad.  I have little flakes everywhere and it is so totally gross.  I’ve been exfoliating and rubbing in cream all to no avail.  At least it can’t last that much longer, can it?
4.6.05 22:11


so glad this isn't catching on here

There was an article on the news about the ring tone and the advertising that Booger has been bitching about for some time now.  In the background, as the reporter talked about ring tones and downloading and such, they played the ad.  It was annoying enough that I was glad I don’t have cable and will likely never hear it again.
5.6.05 00:53


Why do I get tonnes of energy Sunday night?

On Friday, instead of wrangling ninjas, like I felt obligated to, or watching movies like I wanted to, I wound up talking to my mother (never fun) about some chaos which is erupting in my family. You know, the kind of thing that started showing signs of being a problem some while ago that made everyone every carefully affix blinders so that when it finally started being to loud and large to be hidden by the blinders, all anyone could say was “fuck”

So I did both on Saturday - forced my way thru working with the secret ninja death squad and watched movies. I saw Pollock which was disappointing because he seemed like an asshole with a drinking problem and not someone I would particularly care about, especially considering how self involved he was made to appear in the movie. And then I saw The Stepford Wives which was a great deal of fun, and much creepier than the remake. I saw the remake with K'vitsh when it came out and it was funny and delightful and I saw no problem with it. The first one though, well, now I see why everyone hated the remake.

I also finished Bill the Galactic Hero which Jim lent me last week and that put me in a lovely mood.

I have another chaos week ahead of me - Ninjas every day plus some stuff at the library. Soon, soon it will all be done and I can spend the summer slacking.

Oh, and S’s friend R - who found this blog and has apparently been lurking - wanted a little fact cleared up - he was able to deal with his wife’s death decently well because he started dealing with it three years ago. I hadn’t realized it was assumed terminal that long ago.
6.6.05 09:45


No sleep… class … meet with prof … Dinwoodie – upcoming & inventory & getting friend a job … Library … rode home against the wind … chat with sweetie … work with ninjas … hopefully dinner comes soon.

7.6.05 01:37


dream a little dream

I mentioned the other day that I’ve been having strange dreams, right? The one last night was brief but funny – I was trimming my pubes, which in my dream were REALLY bushy and I looked and realized they were streaked with silver.  I actually checked when I woke up.  Indeed, my hair is as red as ever.  It makes me wonder though; when you “go grey” does all of you go grey?


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The dream that set all of this off though, was the one where I dreamt that S was dead.  It was horrible.  I was wearing a hat with a veil.  We were at the outside, putting the coffin into the ground part of a funeral and I was leaning on P and bawling (while her husband and everyone around us looked distinctly uncomfortable).  When they actually lowered the coffin, I fell to the ground and just lost it.  Keening, wailing, the whole thing.  Arjun came up to me, put his arms around my shoulders and said it was time to go and took me off somewhere.  I woke up to S waking me up because I was crying.  He woke up to me snuggling in very close and whimpering.  He got me to explain what was wrong (and has since mocked me comepletely for it) and talked with me till I was calmer. 


 

For the record, when S dies, he wants to be fed to sharks.  I want to be buried in a card board coffin on a hill under an apple tree.  Or, plant an apple tree on top of me. 
8.6.05 04:26


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