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That didn't go so very well.
Work was fine, although there were a few points when I wanted to lie on the ground and flail my feet and fists while screaming, "Stop! Stop! My brain is full!" But somehow I managed, and learned additional obfuscated codes and more ways of finding my way around a not terribly user-friendly interface.
I got home in time to eat a supper f00 had so husbandly prepared for me, and then, a few short minutes later, I skedaddled back to UNB to teach a dance class. I filled in for Jane, the university's premier belly dance instructor. It was the first class of the session, and the first class is free. Since there's no cost, and belly dancing is so gosh-darned cool, thirty-six excited women were in the room.
I never want to teach a class of that size on a regular basis. I can't give sufficient individual attention to people to ensure they're learning correctly. I'd rather split the class into three. Despite the overcrowding and the overheating (it was 24 degrees Celsius in that room. Cripes!), the class went very well. Everyone had a great time, judging from the grins splitting everyone's faces like axes through kindling.
However, I feel uncomfortable about the situation. You see, I believe it's very misleading to teach the first free class for another teacher. My style of teaching is very different from Jane's. I teach improvisational dance with an emphasis on technique, whereas Jane teaches introductory choreography. I don't believe one is superior over the other, but someone who wants to learn choreography might have tried tonight's class and decided against registering. Conversely, students may really like an improvisational technique class, sign up, and then realize that's not what they're getting.
I did my best to explain the difference between our teaching styles, but considering this was the very first dance class most of the students there had ever taken, they can't really understand the difference. So what I did was ask everyone who was interested in learning more about the dance to give me their email addresses, and I'd send them information on all the various classes being offered in the city. That way, they can shop around and find the style/teacher which works best for them.
Two-thirds of the way through the class, I was struck with nasty stomach cramps. It was difficult to stand up straight, but I kept on dancing, ending the class on a definite upward note. And then it was time for kung fu.
I was already slick with sweat, but the stomach cramps were beginning to die down. I made it through half of the warm-up, and then the travelling kicking portion began. I was just too pooped to continue, so I bowed out and went to the water fountain. I had a drink of water, then turned to go back to class. I still was exhausted, though, so I decided to wait just another few moments before returning to class. I stopped to read a newspaper article on a bulletin board, and that's when I realized my old friend was back.
The migraine has returned.
As I struggled to read the article, my vision disintegrated (in front of my very eyes?). It's different this time around. Whereas previous migraine auras always hit my top right peripheral vision, this time I am missing my bottom left quadrant. And the line is shaped like a long, zigzagging blue streak of lightning. It's as blue as a sign in Reno, Nevada, and it flickers like the ballast is gone. It's as distracting and irritating as hell, and I sure hope to fuck it's gone by tomorrow. I live in terror of these migraines. In the past, they've afflicted me for as long as three months, during which time my vision was so far gone that I could not read. As an added feature, the flickering aspect of these hallucinations makes it almost impossible to concentrate on anything. Gah.
Oddly enough, although I cannot read or speak coherently with anyone while living through one of these strobe light shows, I am able to write with some cogency. It's a cerebral mystery.
I think my vision is better now than it was an hour ago, but I'm not sure. It could just be wishful thinking, or maybe the Advil is doing something (although it has not helped with my migraine aura status in over six years). I'm not a superstitious person, but these migraines could teach me to be one.
And now for a couple of links I culled earlier:
Preacher Dies During Sermon About Heaven: Hallelu... (thanks, Doyce).
One-Eyed Bob's Inappropriate Toys for Children: Maybe I'm a bad person, but I think a lot of these look like fun.
Obelix Deshabille: NSFW, but cute as hell!
Man Eats Raw Duck Before Undies Save Him: Yet another reason to always wear clean underwear.
Ariz. Sheriff Deputies Use Pink Handcuffs: If Barbie ever goes to jail, it ought to be in Phoenix (thanks, Warren Ellis).
Going Beyond Einstein: Spacetime Wave Orbits Black Hole: All that, and it's pretty, too.
Another unnecessary product warning: This time, it's for an iPod.
Biojewelry: I'd love to have had this material while working in the metal studio (click on the second-last dot on the bottom of the page for a nifty ring).
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what is light?
Date: 2005-01-14 03:19 am (UTC)From:Re: what is light?
Date: 2005-01-14 01:27 pm (UTC)From:work and such
Date: 2005-01-14 03:22 am (UTC)From:Also, I mailed your present today. Let me know how you like it! :)
Re: work and such
Date: 2005-01-14 01:03 pm (UTC)From:At least the megrim seens to have settled down. I hope it stays that way.
I'll be checking my PO box!
no subject
Date: 2005-01-14 03:52 am (UTC)From:I soooo want the Alien Abductee Adventure Set.
The Tatoo Parlor Set was nice too. But where's the piercing equipment?
no subject
Date: 2005-01-14 06:25 am (UTC)From:I still won the game, though. :^P (Don't ask how.)
The headache didn't hit for another hour or two, but it was a whopper. I'd never had this experience before, so I saw an eye doctor to make sure my retinas weren't becoming detached or anything. Since then I've only had one other.
I hope you kick your migraine's butt with a quickness!! >:^O You show that thing who's boss!
no subject
Date: 2005-01-14 12:11 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-01-14 02:59 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-01-14 05:17 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-01-14 01:46 pm (UTC)From:In retrospect, I was pretty freakin' stunned.
no subject
Date: 2005-01-14 03:02 pm (UTC)From:Migraines
Date: 2005-01-14 06:43 pm (UTC)From:Re: Migraines
Date: 2005-01-14 07:04 pm (UTC)From:My known triggers are bright lights and a disrupted sleep schedule.
Re: Migraines
Date: 2005-01-14 08:21 pm (UTC)From:-ioana
Re: Migraines
Date: 2005-01-14 09:57 pm (UTC)From:I've tried looking at them as an interesting visual spectacle. If it only lasted for a few minutes, or even an hour or two, I might be able to sit back and enjoy the show. The positive aspects wear thin when the show is everpresent, though.
Re: Migraines
Date: 2005-01-14 08:25 pm (UTC)From:Re: Migraines
Date: 2005-01-14 10:00 pm (UTC)From:The sleep schedule seems to be key, for me.
no subject
Date: 2005-01-14 02:32 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-01-14 05:03 pm (UTC)From:NOT! =)
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Date: 2005-01-14 06:31 pm (UTC)From:hot diggity
Date: 2005-01-14 05:44 pm (UTC)From:Also: Obelix nude. Strangely endearing!
Re: hot diggity
Date: 2005-01-14 06:08 pm (UTC)From:I have the oversensitivity to sounds/light. It's a bit like a hangover, and it's constant. Certain sounds, like a bunch of pots falling out of the cupboard, for example, make me clutch my ears and holler in pain. People who aren't in the know think it's an overreaction, but no--it does hurt like hell. Very bright lights, especially sunlight on snow or water, will also make me wince, and may even induce the spots. I try not to go outside on bright days.
Re: hot diggity
Date: 2005-01-14 06:12 pm (UTC)From:Argh, all of this talking about it has made me all flinchy and squinty and now I have a headache. Stupid monitor. Stupid sunlight. Stupid BRAIN.