Bleep Throat
Nov. 19th, 2006 09:22 amI managed to do
oceanfiretribal's workshop yesterday without falling on my butt. In fact, I may have even retained some of the material from the class. I got some good information on high-speed turns which I'll be able to work on, too. But not today. I'm still too sick to drill on spinning. Eugh.
We did a short choreography to "Teltar Apredun" off Pentaphobe's Sa'Iyr a Tribal Metamorphosis. There are a couple of bits I didn't quite get, but I know enough of the rest of the choreography to fudge something comparable.
I was bad and went to Lush, too. I bought You Snap the Whip and HSuan Wen Hua. When I arrived, I asked if they had any Red Rooster (a discontinued soap with lots of cinnamon and cloves) left. I was told it was all gone. Ah well. But then, as I continued looking around, they presented me with a huge hunk of it, saying that this was the last bit--that it had been written off--and that I could have it for free. Woohoo!
I haven't been sleeping much, lately. My sore throat keeps waking me up. It hurts really badly, but the cold pills seem to make the pain more tolerable.
I feel sorry for my fellow passengers on the bus, yesterday. I had a nasty asthma attack which left me coughing relentlessly for about twenty minutes. The lady in the seat next to me gave me some Tic Tacs. They helped a tiny bit, but all I could do was grimace, huff on my puffer, and try my best to stifle the coughs. The puffer finally kicked in, and I could breathe again.
Stupid asthma. Stupid plague. Gah!
At least I'm not woozy or feverish anymore.
And now for some links!
No Grunting, They Said, and He Was at the Gym: I guess they want their gyms to be inhabited solely by stairmaster junkies and ladies with 5-lb hand weights. I can understand talking to the people who let loose with huge, screaming look-at-me grunts, but when you really push yourself, you can't help but make noises sometimes. When the weight's piled on, I know I can't stop myself sometimes on the last few reps in a set (thanks,
idiolekt).
Girl dismissed from lifting class sues: "An Anderson County teenager has filed a lawsuit over her temporary dismissal from a weightlifting class by a principal who feared male students might try to rape her." Apparently, the principal also feared the teacher might rape her, too. What kind of school is this?
Horses: Gorgeous portrait photography of horses around the world. Some of the pictures are possibly NSFW because of big ol' horse boners, but whatever (thanks,
longpig). Damn, but I miss my horses....
Raising the Dead: "At the bottom of the biggest underwater cave in the world, diving deeper than almost anyone had ever gone, Dave Shaw found the body of a young man who had disappeared ten years earlier. What happened after Shaw promised to go back is nearly unbelievable—unless you believe in ghosts."
Smellbound: You may have to log in (bah!), but I found this story interesting enough to warrant it. A movie has been made of Patrick Suskind's imaginative novel Perfume (one of my alltime favourite books, now). And it would seem that a master perfumer has been working on recreating all of the perfumes from the book. What an ambitious project!
Indian Hindus worship baby as goddess: "Thousands of people are flocking an Indian village to worship a baby girl born with rare tumours as they believe she is a reincarnation of Durga, the multi-armed Hindu mother goddess." But no pictures, darn it!
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We did a short choreography to "Teltar Apredun" off Pentaphobe's Sa'Iyr a Tribal Metamorphosis. There are a couple of bits I didn't quite get, but I know enough of the rest of the choreography to fudge something comparable.
I was bad and went to Lush, too. I bought You Snap the Whip and HSuan Wen Hua. When I arrived, I asked if they had any Red Rooster (a discontinued soap with lots of cinnamon and cloves) left. I was told it was all gone. Ah well. But then, as I continued looking around, they presented me with a huge hunk of it, saying that this was the last bit--that it had been written off--and that I could have it for free. Woohoo!
I haven't been sleeping much, lately. My sore throat keeps waking me up. It hurts really badly, but the cold pills seem to make the pain more tolerable.
I feel sorry for my fellow passengers on the bus, yesterday. I had a nasty asthma attack which left me coughing relentlessly for about twenty minutes. The lady in the seat next to me gave me some Tic Tacs. They helped a tiny bit, but all I could do was grimace, huff on my puffer, and try my best to stifle the coughs. The puffer finally kicked in, and I could breathe again.
Stupid asthma. Stupid plague. Gah!
At least I'm not woozy or feverish anymore.
And now for some links!
No Grunting, They Said, and He Was at the Gym: I guess they want their gyms to be inhabited solely by stairmaster junkies and ladies with 5-lb hand weights. I can understand talking to the people who let loose with huge, screaming look-at-me grunts, but when you really push yourself, you can't help but make noises sometimes. When the weight's piled on, I know I can't stop myself sometimes on the last few reps in a set (thanks,
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Girl dismissed from lifting class sues: "An Anderson County teenager has filed a lawsuit over her temporary dismissal from a weightlifting class by a principal who feared male students might try to rape her." Apparently, the principal also feared the teacher might rape her, too. What kind of school is this?
Horses: Gorgeous portrait photography of horses around the world. Some of the pictures are possibly NSFW because of big ol' horse boners, but whatever (thanks,
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Raising the Dead: "At the bottom of the biggest underwater cave in the world, diving deeper than almost anyone had ever gone, Dave Shaw found the body of a young man who had disappeared ten years earlier. What happened after Shaw promised to go back is nearly unbelievable—unless you believe in ghosts."
Smellbound: You may have to log in (bah!), but I found this story interesting enough to warrant it. A movie has been made of Patrick Suskind's imaginative novel Perfume (one of my alltime favourite books, now). And it would seem that a master perfumer has been working on recreating all of the perfumes from the book. What an ambitious project!
Indian Hindus worship baby as goddess: "Thousands of people are flocking an Indian village to worship a baby girl born with rare tumours as they believe she is a reincarnation of Durga, the multi-armed Hindu mother goddess." But no pictures, darn it!