So, for anyone with whom I don't speak on a regular basis, here is a recap of my life right now (with, as always, commentary):
1) I'm in a "reading and writing" mood, as opposed to a "dancing and socializing" mood. advantages: I'm getting things read and written. disadvantages: I'm irritable and distant.
2) I love stringed instruments. If someone were interested in seducing me, learning to play the cello well would get you halfway there.
3) I'm interested in learning to dance. Western Style was fun and easy to pick up. Tango was fun and easy to pick up at first, but the complexities are the reason I like it, and I'm getting out of practice dancing With Skill. Swing is easy to fall back into old habits, but learning the new stuff just isn't happening, and it's Very Very Frustrating. I need the basics in some ways, but I already have so much swing under my belt that people assume I'm already intermediate/advanced. I'm not. My lindy sucks, and my west coast sucks, and my east coast is stunted, and I want to fix that.
4) I really am inspired in my writing by books more than real life. I wrote a wonderful poem the other day that I'm not going to share with anyone, because I deleted the original for my own good. And I'm writing a fantabulous story for Grace, that will never be as good as I'd like it to be. And I still have that dream to finish typing up on livejournal. And I have several wonderful talks that I'd like to give for LifeNights, but the nights that would have those topics are being shunted aside in favor of something or other that I don't care enough to know about.
5) It's Valentine's Day. And my girlfriend is far away from me, which is mostly my own fault. My brother is getting married soon (luckily he doesn't remind me too often, but it's not like I forget or something). I'm full of words that I can't say, for a variety of reasons, and it's driving me slightly insane. And there's not enough chocolate in the world, or at least within reach, to make me feel an iota better.
6) If I say I'm better, I'm not lying. If I say I'm not sick, I am.
7) I have a number seven, but it, too, is words I can't say. I'm being faithful, a gentleman and a friend, all at once. Boy it's hard. Good thing I'm up for the challenge.
8) I need sleep, though I've gotten more than usual lately, and so I'm going to bed. Look forward to more exciting episodes, like "Why David isn't Dancing" and "What David Did in Austin". Goodnight, blogger. Dream a good dream, for your own sake, because dreams are necessary.
1) I'm in a "reading and writing" mood, as opposed to a "dancing and socializing" mood. advantages: I'm getting things read and written. disadvantages: I'm irritable and distant.
2) I love stringed instruments. If someone were interested in seducing me, learning to play the cello well would get you halfway there.
3) I'm interested in learning to dance. Western Style was fun and easy to pick up. Tango was fun and easy to pick up at first, but the complexities are the reason I like it, and I'm getting out of practice dancing With Skill. Swing is easy to fall back into old habits, but learning the new stuff just isn't happening, and it's Very Very Frustrating. I need the basics in some ways, but I already have so much swing under my belt that people assume I'm already intermediate/advanced. I'm not. My lindy sucks, and my west coast sucks, and my east coast is stunted, and I want to fix that.
4) I really am inspired in my writing by books more than real life. I wrote a wonderful poem the other day that I'm not going to share with anyone, because I deleted the original for my own good. And I'm writing a fantabulous story for Grace, that will never be as good as I'd like it to be. And I still have that dream to finish typing up on livejournal. And I have several wonderful talks that I'd like to give for LifeNights, but the nights that would have those topics are being shunted aside in favor of something or other that I don't care enough to know about.
5) It's Valentine's Day. And my girlfriend is far away from me, which is mostly my own fault. My brother is getting married soon (luckily he doesn't remind me too often, but it's not like I forget or something). I'm full of words that I can't say, for a variety of reasons, and it's driving me slightly insane. And there's not enough chocolate in the world, or at least within reach, to make me feel an iota better.
6) If I say I'm better, I'm not lying. If I say I'm not sick, I am.
7) I have a number seven, but it, too, is words I can't say. I'm being faithful, a gentleman and a friend, all at once. Boy it's hard. Good thing I'm up for the challenge.
8) I need sleep, though I've gotten more than usual lately, and so I'm going to bed. Look forward to more exciting episodes, like "Why David isn't Dancing" and "What David Did in Austin". Goodnight, blogger. Dream a good dream, for your own sake, because dreams are necessary.
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