Discussion in 'Dancers Anonymous' started by cornutt, Jan 23, 2008.
As much as I know that it's deliberately difficult in order to protect me, trying to use a credit/debit card to make an international purchase is a right PITA.
Why on earth would a cat go into her special-made, warm kitty condo with its own heat source, when she can sit under my window and sound like a (very loud) baby pterodactyl?
Went for my class after 8 days of being away and was excited and in a great mood...however my instructor was not...and got to hear about all the drama that went on at comp and the different personalities, and ended up feeling so down....I am a Pisces and I tend to absorb other people's negative energies a LOT....I have been working on trying to change that and I am better, but not always...this sucks because I have a showcase coming up and I could have used the time during my lesson to just practice for that..
She is the therapist!
No thanks; I'd rather acquire a successful one.
yea...that's enough....official moderator note...you can beat each other up via pm...
Training new guy tonight...talking non stop all night with no break to sit down because I have to go so freaking slow. Officially tired.
And, why on earth would my kitties, who wrangle over the two small cat beds I had near the wood stove, turn their collective noses up at the HUGE (like for a big dog) fluffy, soft pillow bed I bought, so they all could lay by the warmth of the stove? Furry little ingrates....
Sucky exam today.
Nah, he'll just have to beat himself. I prefer ignore (it's handy- try it).
unfortunately a mod doesn't have that luxury....I really don't care what you opt for as long as you both opt out of this particular interaction...thanks
an actual whine...yes, that's right...mark the moment...I overdid it again...I am terribly stupid...I worked out too hard, but this time I was doing new things that my body is not accustomed to...so I have come close to entirely ruining myself, all of which is made barely tolerble because I think I am also now experiencing the first wave of the diabolical stomach virus that dh had this weekend....this does not bode well for going to hot yoga....which I need and am probably still stupid enough to try to do even though I could have a pretty bad consequence for trying...and worse, I don't want to miss work the next few days because I am goingto see "the adorable one" next week....and hell will freeze before I miss that ...I will drive and barf if neccessary to get however many days fever free that fate will allow....I am an idiot...I guess that at least I should have itdone and gone by the weekend ....right?
No problem- I just felt kind of blindsided. Over it now.
Minor whine: Ear infection.
ug...verdict is in...no hot yoga...off to bed I go....dh's virus....grand....
Not enough practice for my showcase and now working....so hoping 2 more sessions next week before the actual showcase will be enough....on the plus side...lots of friends coming to cheer me on, so excited about that!
I hate cameras. Traditionally, my kind don't show up on film or in mirrors (and it's for the best), but I had to for our upcoming It's A Dance! It's For Charity! Mostly Just Drunk Rich People! event. Don't look into the camera. Don't look into the c- gosh darnit!. I sound like the local trailer park landlord recounting That Thar Tornady What Come Through An' Tuck Mah Dawg Up. So long as they got BOTH chins in focus, we're good, I guess. Ugh. Barf.
Dude I'm training has never used a mop before. The whole concept of a squeeze bucket and mop is quite literally foreign to him.
Of all the things I thought I'd have to teach...
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