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This is amazing. For the first time ever, I feel no soreness at all the day after dance class. Now I just need to register at the city gym thing leopard_lady is going to so I can go swimming a couple of times a week and I should be set.

I had nightmares about eating thin mints (gluten).

Tomorrow I am taking teh day off work and: 1. seeing a screening of Blood Diamond that I'm being paid to review, having gluten-free pasta at Risotteria and then going to the Ellen Kushner/Naomi Novick reading which I'll also write up for the Entertainment articles thing Gather has me doing. Not bad.

Tonight, hopefully, the fellow who does our fencing uniforms will be there with the pattern for my knickers, as I want to sew them this month. I also need to get around to ordering a ton of crap, but I want to collect the four paychecks I have floating around out in the ether first. The bulk of them should actually arrive today.

Aie, fencing tonight. I feel unprepared. Which I just thing is a reality of Mondays after that gap from Wednesday. As much as I've hated trudging to classes in the cold and wet (despite how nice the weather has been, it seems to always be raining or otherwise gross on class days), I am increasingly concerned about the summer. that's a lot of clothes in an NYC summer. And I don't do well in heat. Maybe being stronger means I'll swoon less? But seriously, I'm a fainter. I frigging hate that.

I am groggy, not sure why, other than it's 10am, and I don't really function at this hour in the winter.

I am about 60 pages in to The Vinter's Luck. It's really an amazing book, but reading it is making me so stresed, for reasons I can't put my finger on. The prose is beautiful, well-suited to being read aloud, and the way it unfolds, fabulous, fabulous, but I feel like I can't breathe when I'm reading it.

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[heron61.livejournal.com]

I had nightmares about eating thin mints (gluten).

Wow, I thought I was the only one who had such dreams. I regularly have deeply disturbing dreams about eating something with milk protien in it.

[mizg.livejournal.com]

I'm jealous! Because of all the extra bouncing (because I'm finally doing the chasses [sp?] right) and the twistiness (from that evil rights and lefts thing), my left calf and right knee hurt. Grar. But it was worth it, because I got better at allemandes and swing corners (my pride and joy) and sort of made some improvement in the evil evil rights and lefts.

But it still hurts! Pbbt.