Home from SLC just in time for a quick post before I run to the first of two workshops I’m writing about. Deadline is this evening and I feel like a headstand & typing with my toes would provide a more impressive article (considering my current brain power, or lack thereof)
Signs of deadline-fatigue are always a little bit weird.. No further explanation. I promise to be better about writing after things calm down.
“Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.” -Charles Bukowski
It’s a blizzard outside but this video makes it feel like spring on the inside.
I thank god everyday that the only thing I didn’t get from my mum are her beautiful ‘princess feet’. Other then that I am her mini me, and I am not complaining. My mother is a beautiful woman, but I am very jealous of her cute feet. This is what years of having my growing feet in cleats did. I have Sesamoiditis & had to go & get an injection this morning. Usually I make her go with me because I’m not a fan of needles, but I grew a pair and went alone. If life gave us a grade everyday, I’d have an A+. My Doctor was impressed that I even knew what a sesamoid is. Thanks Deyle, turns out I was paying attention in High School.