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I'm moody. And I'm done with winter. I can't take another bloody second of it. I want to be beautiful, and happy and optimistic, and there's still three-week-old-black-with-soot ice on the ground and that doesn't make it easy.

Will I get better value out of an expensive yuppie gym/classes that fits with my narrative and hence motivates me to get there (I used to sit on benches in Soho, in the rain, before school for utterly no reason) or if I sign up for the cheap crappy gym around the corner, which has the main benefit of being around the corner and not requiring a year membership (so I could go for a quarter and then make a decision)?

I bought a new shampoo, that smells like something from my past, and I can't think of what, but it's distracting me massively.

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Actually, I did get cast. I am the "Vagina Happy Fact" woman, and may have some other stuff to do too. Now I have to deal with this conflict issue between the mandatory cast meeting and the student film, which is not the sort of thing I am looking forward to sorting out. At all.

this is just gorgeous

An idea, and the results -- people from all over the world ordering flowers to be sent to random couples waiting on line to marry in SF.

http://www.livejournal.com/community/twin_cities/517426.html