Since he taught me how to do the “block head” the other night I practiced it a lot last night, and when I woke this morning I thought it was time to teach myself to do the “mental floss”.

I took a condom, snarffed it up my nose and it made a bubble in my throat and I pulled it through. It made my eyes water and my allergies hated it, but I think there are a few pointers to ask for to make the experience less irritating.

I have slacked on my hoola hooping, but I really need to get back to it for the exercise.

I just am addicted to information, and how to push my body to extremes.

I mean, all those forms of dance I am trained in, my years of gymnastics, my vocal training and short stint in regional choir, my acting classes, my past with yoga, my year of violin and saxophone…whats next? Give me more. My brain is hungers for knowledge and my body hungers for extremes.

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On a different note….those idiots were supposed to have my replacement cell phone here at 10 a.m. and it is 3!!! Goddammit.

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And I have a slave trying to pursuede me to move to Montreal one day….looking at this country and it’s sad state I am really interested in moving somewhere.