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Oct. 12th, 2006
In a purely non-metaphorical way I hate having the physical grace to do something but not the strength.
I also hate being in situations with rules of formality that are such that I won't know when I've fucked them all up until I do (i.e., advance research highly non-fruitful; rules of the game involve the beseeching of the naive -- OMG, how many words in this sentence revolt me)? Hate it. It makes me feel like I'm playing MAO (thank you![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sykii for the spelling clarification -- why do any of us know this?).
In other news:
- The raw food only people scare me, but I eat a lot of raw food because of celiac -- it's just easier and I'm exposed to it more because of where I have to shop. OneLuckyDuck.com's blonde macaroons are particularly excellent.
- OMG, I am so excited for the ball!
- OMG, Descensus momentum, happy happy!
- Why do I never, ever get interested in hobbies that aren't ungodly expensive (and aren't ungodly obscure, I might add)? Oh, right, "I'm just here for the accoutrments." I really don't want to be that asshole.
Wait, briefly back to first topic:
So lots of you all have online or offline diet buddies. Anyone want or need one for getting stronger? As I've said to someone on my friends list, being bilt the way I am, and being mostly post-dance means fitness for me has largely been n a vacuum, and therefor, I also largely don't bother (you've seen me try and fail here over the years). Anyway, I love my lovely arms, but I hate their uselessness. Anyone?
Finally: I know, I haven't even posted updates about how nothing is getting done on Strings. Nothing is getting done on Strings. After the ball. Maybe I have to reread Melusine to fill me with some more motivational rage. Heh.
I also hate being in situations with rules of formality that are such that I won't know when I've fucked them all up until I do (i.e., advance research highly non-fruitful; rules of the game involve the beseeching of the naive -- OMG, how many words in this sentence revolt me)? Hate it. It makes me feel like I'm playing MAO (thank you
sykii for the spelling clarification -- why do any of us know this?).In other news:
- The raw food only people scare me, but I eat a lot of raw food because of celiac -- it's just easier and I'm exposed to it more because of where I have to shop. OneLuckyDuck.com's blonde macaroons are particularly excellent.
- OMG, I am so excited for the ball!
- OMG, Descensus momentum, happy happy!
- Why do I never, ever get interested in hobbies that aren't ungodly expensive (and aren't ungodly obscure, I might add)? Oh, right, "I'm just here for the accoutrments." I really don't want to be that asshole.
Wait, briefly back to first topic:
So lots of you all have online or offline diet buddies. Anyone want or need one for getting stronger? As I've said to someone on my friends list, being bilt the way I am, and being mostly post-dance means fitness for me has largely been n a vacuum, and therefor, I also largely don't bother (you've seen me try and fail here over the years). Anyway, I love my lovely arms, but I hate their uselessness. Anyone?
Finally: I know, I haven't even posted updates about how nothing is getting done on Strings. Nothing is getting done on Strings. After the ball. Maybe I have to reread Melusine to fill me with some more motivational rage. Heh.
I just picked up the weights I use every time I get it into my head I'm going to get my upper body strong. Not good. In fact, worse than it's ever been. Where did what muscle tone I had in my arms go? Is it cheating to blame celiac? fuck fuck fuck. I have never had strong arms, so I find it hard to believe they could actually get strong. (especially with the thundering voice of "you're thirty-fucking-four and you're getting obsessed with what now?" in my head).
Right. Well. Okay, instead of starting at 0, I'm starting at -2. Okay. I can work with this. I suppose.
What is this all about you may ask. Well, it's no doubt at least marginally obvious. But I want to take class here: http://www.martinez-destreza.com/ and as I learnt the hard way at that historic fencing class I took last year, my arm strnegth is total shit.
I'll never not be a Big Fucking Dork, so I could at least use it to get in shape. Or something.
Right. Well. Okay, instead of starting at 0, I'm starting at -2. Okay. I can work with this. I suppose.
What is this all about you may ask. Well, it's no doubt at least marginally obvious. But I want to take class here: http://www.martinez-destreza.com/ and as I learnt the hard way at that historic fencing class I took last year, my arm strnegth is total shit.
I'll never not be a Big Fucking Dork, so I could at least use it to get in shape. Or something.