Quickly, now.
I was going to write you a weekend-essay, but I’m sleepy, so I’ll bullet.- The Rollergirls are doubleplus hot. I mean, anything that we’d be willing to drive to Coon Rapids for has got to be good, but man. That whole thing was so much fun. Mahogany is such a badass. I want a shirt, because one of their logos is the mudflap girl wearing rollerskates.
- I’m so proud of my workouts lately. I’m working on endurance now, so I do an hour at a moderate pace instead of 30 minutes, pushing hard. ‘Moderate’ is a challenge for me, in exercise as in life. I tend to follow the advice of one of my old instructors: push to the point of exhaustion, and then push a little past it. Which brings up a good point: lots of people seem to not realize that fatigue is just a part of the energy cycle, not the end of it. Slow down and push through it. That’s my bit of personal-training advice for today.
- The Y took down their heavy bag. I was punching the hell out of it yesterday, and now it’s gone. I am so not down. I’m not a big believer in violence, but I will, however, dedicate these bruised knuckles to you, beeyatch.
- I am also very proud of myself for having put aside $4000 this month. This took some restraint (see above re: moderation). To celebrate, I went on a shopping spree. No, wait! With other money, I mean; this bunch has been earmarked for the bitter income-taxation. My favorite purchase is the cutest pair of Vans ever, black with an orange stripe. So me.
- The outlet mall up in the DMZ between here and St. Cloud is growing virally. Mostly that’s scary, but they do now have a Carhartt store. Holy crap.
- I took a picture of myself naked, eating a banana. Well, I was.
- I am in love with these recycled paper flowers I found in DC. Oh yeah, I was gonna write about that trip. Eh.
- I had my picture taken with a giant encephalitic Hello Kitty, but my scanner is a pain in the ass. Insert goofy polaroid here.
- Saturday night, we had a movie premier on this here new computer. Surround sound and all that shiznit. It’s such a stupid novelty for me. I’m convinced I will never need to own a TV, though. I gots all my DVD-lovin’ right here. Granted, you have to lay on my bed in this particular theatre, but whatever. I’m not fancy.
- I find this beautiful: we must unlearn the constellations to see the stars.
That’s just about enough of that.
Night!Jenni