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Tonight I'm going to the Ren after I teach my seniors' dance class. It's another industrial/goth night. Wanna come with? I'm planning on bringing out my camera again, because I was pleased with the last set of photos I took there. Maybe, if I can get someone to sit still long enough, I'll see if I can work with human subjects.
I'm slowly but surely reorganizing my dance studio so I can fit in my new dance pole. Soon I shall be spinning up a storm and doing pull-ups in my own home. It'll be good to be able to practice at will.
Ariellah is in Toronto this weekend. Much to my dismay, I won't be attending her workshop or performing in her show. I be too po', damnit! The search for decent part-time work continues.
I'm feeling considerably better than I did last week, but my sickness has taken a disgusting turn. I now have what sounds like the chunkiest, hunkiest smoker's cough. It's revolting. I can't wait until I stop producing my own chewing gum.
Link time? Ok.
Kite to pull ship across Atlantic: It's like a sail boat, but different.
Love Bugs: NSFW. You probably don't want to click this.
License to Grill: How to get around pesky patio rules.
Drank beers, tried to stab worker: This happened a stone's throw from my home. I can't help but wonder two things: 1. Why is the guy not in jail? 2. Who brings a knife to a chainsaw fight?