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2005-02-05 - 11:25 p.m. Wherein I speak of myself in 1st, 2nd AND 3rd person If I post here that I'm going to practice my yoga five times a week for the next three months (including while I'm away on trips to calgary, because there are fantastically beautiful yoga studios in calgary), will it happen? Will I be sufficiently guilted into it? I really really really want to go to San Francisco at the end of April for a one-week workshop with Patthabi Jois (repeating myself, I'm sure), but I won't be able to keep up with the class if my practice hasn't progressed far enough. i.e. If I'm not back to where I was last summer, maybe a little further. Can I just set aside the next three months for school and yoga, and leave everything else alone? Ooh! Ooh! (I have very little willpower -- my willpower gets better the more homework and the more yoga I do -- I just need the push to start... push push) Wow. Suddenly I feel like an attitude coach, a self-help guru, a Stuart Smiley-kinda "good-enough, smart-enough" Personal Life Consultant cum Daily Affirmations Guru. Let's all hold hands and look in the mirror while we repeat together... Yep, this entry is going downhill. I could take pity on all you out there reading this, but I think I'll just charge ahead anyway and see if I can't somehow redeem myself. Beginning Again aka please salvage this entry somehow Okay, so the yoga. Done. And the homework -- well, the homework has been a slow and uphill battle of late, if only because, well, the Issues Women Bring to Counselling (unit 4 of my Issues and Skills in Counselling Women course) is a fucking HEAVY unit, and I can really only do so much reading at one time before my heart becomes incredibly heavy. So, you know, I have to intersperse my bouts of reading with bouts of heavy drinking, fabulous live music (yes, even in Edmonton!) and beautiful friends. Thank fuck none of those are in short order at the moment. I rescheduled my GRE exam for the 23rd (so I can prove that I'm smart-like!) because I completly forgot that it was meant to be today and ended up scheduled at work. See, calendars are great and all, but those things at the start of the month... yeah, they get missed SO easily until you finally turn the page on the calendar and BAM! three days til your exam! who knew! I really should put up that monstrosity of a 4-month dry-erase calendar again, but the asthetics of it make me shudder. Or I could use my lovely, crafty, homemade daytimer. Because I totally thought ahead when I made it, so you could see at a glance those important things that were creeping up on you. Okay, the sarcasm is getting to even me by now. I only had 5 hours of sleep last night (drum and guitar circle at Geeky New Friend's house until 6 in the morning, then up for yoga around 11 a.m.) so I'm tired and kinda cranky. So I'll end it here, disappointing us all (I know!), and without a single link. At least I made it to the Farmer's Market this afternoon, and I have a new hemp laundry detergent to try out as well as a beautiful bag of fresh basil to use for pesto later this week. Sorry about the writing, kids. Better luck next time. -mopheaded feels squished like a too-ripe raspberry
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