::Repost from old blog::
Done with Yoga Teacher Preparation. What a marathon! Starting at 10pm, I began working my final project & extra credit at Kat’s place. Good lordy, it took FOREVER. I worked on that paper until 4am. Then slept a whopping two hours because some random alarm clock in her living room went off. Worked from 6am to 2:00pm. Altogether 26 pages of pure, unadulterated, BS. I think she’ll like it tho. I taught my yoga class to my classmates who were equally unenthused about the class. But at least its over. Now I’m going to do the Critical Mass bike ride in a few. I’m beat and it looks like its starting to drizzle. I’ll probably pass out when I get back. I’m going to call Laurie, she was interested in coming out and riding. She and I had a great conversation before I went over to Kats. Maybe she’d have a good time riding through DC with a bunch of Critical Mass folk- we’ll see. In my short sleep I dreamt of CCO. A campers mom came into the cabin and was like going on how how she didn’t want her son to be in our cabin. Flash to Truman the head of the camp asking me why the mom was so irate. Flash to some really weird sexual dream. Good thing that alarm clock woke me up… LOL I wonder what tonight has in store for me. I’m thinking some liquor might be nice. Maybe some good companionship. Maybe both. We’ll see. But first I need to make a call, and get my arse ready for some bike riding. Bike On!
