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well, i decided not to take the spanish class, because it would be too hard to fit in enough gym time as well as work and getting homework done. right now getting in enough physical activity is probably as important a part of keeping me emotionally stable as the drugs. i started taking belly dance classes at suhaila's studio in el cerrito. it's nice to be doing some kind of dance again, although i'm finding it very difficult with my sprained ankle. although the ankle is mostly healed, and i've been pretty good about trying to keep in mobile all along, it's quite stiff and has severely limited bendabilty compared to the other one. keeping bent knees and tucked pelvis is very key in the belly dance, so not being able to bend my ankle very much is kind of a problem. i'm thinking i should go to a physical therapist and see if i can get some ultrasound to help break up the scar tissue or something... i've been stretching and moving it a lot every day, but progress is _so_ slow. some days i seem to be getting some flexibility back, and then other days it's stiff as a board again. at least i can definitely feel it getting stronger though, and i'm climbing again regularly, yay.

work is going well for the most part. i feel i should be ramping up more quickly with some of the day-to-day accounting stuff so that i'll be able to spend more time on other things that need doing, especially since i might be asked to take on the benefits administration stuff as well, and i have limited hours to work. must become more efficient!

in other news, i need to get off my butt and make some massage and adjustment appointments, cuz my neck has been messed up for a few weeks and it ain't getting any better. it's not good when you are constantly feeling the need to crack your neck. (it only actually cracks every once in a while...)

this weekend geoff is down in slo with marc, visiting brian and helping set stuff up in brian & bonnie's new apartment. i stayed home because i was feeling really run-down and out of it on friday and thought i was getting sick, so, i've been catching up on some household stuff, finances and housework. we seem to have some sort of pantry beetles in our, well, pantry, so tomorrow will have to involve cleaning out the kitchen fun, and if i'm feeling up to it, i might even vacuum and clean the bathrooms. woo.

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a personality thinger from mizivy, to be explained tomorrow:

Imagine a desert... there is a cube. Describe the cube in as much detail as you wish.

the cube is about the height of two men. it is transparent, made of some thick sort of plastic. all sides are closed and sealed. it sits directly on the desert sand.

There is a ladder, too. Describe that.

the ladder is simple, made of wood, leaning against the center of one side of the cube. it is just the right height to top the cube and be stable.

Also there is a horse. Describe.

the horse is the color of wet sand. it is unadorned. it holds its head proudly and stands aloof some distance from the cube.

There is a storm. Describe it.

storm clouds gather over a dune behind the cube. the clouds are thick and roiling, building themselves high into the sky and closing off the horizon. where the cube stands, it is cloudless and sunny. the storm approaches slowly, with an ominous beauty, purple and deep blue. as it comes closer, flashes of brilliant lightning can be glimpsed within the depth of the cloud bank. it is not yet raining. the lightning does not yet reach the ground.

Finally, there are flowers. Describe.

there is a flower pot sitting on top of the cube, at the corner across from the ladder and closest to the storm. in it is growing a bunch of pansies, red and orange and yellow. (i think of pansies because i have some growing in one of the flower boxes on my balcony, and because it has been raining a lot and i crave the colors of sun and fire.)