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  • It’s remembrance day so I spent some time remembering, and thinking. It doesn’t feel like enough.

    I’m showing symptoms: sore throat, tight chest and a bit of a cough. It’s the chest part that worries me, but only because it lasts. There are respiratory problems with H1N1, but my chest always gets tight when I’m sick so I don’t know if I should worry about it in this new way or not. While I think about that I’m knitting and writing my Nano. While I knit I have “The Eyre Affair” on CD to listen to. I’m going to start a new patten, though, so I think I’ll have to leave the “book” off for a while so I can think about my rounds. (Of knitting… and each one is going to be different, which is why I have to think and leave off the book, which would either be distracting, or wouldn’t get listened to properly).

    I use the word “probably” too much in my writing. Things should either be what they are, or not, and no probably about it. I occasionally blame my characters for their indecisiveness; however, ultimately, their indecisiveness is my fault, isn’t it?

    There was nothing on TV last night so I wrote instead. I wish this was how things progressed in my normal routine.

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  • I just watched “chorus line” and I liked it a lot. A little spooky in the way we get to know all the characters, but the point of the show is all about how dancers in the chorus are meant to look the same. And in the end, aftere spending two hours getting individualized, they all come out in matching costumes and we can no longer tell them apart. Spooky! They do a very nice kick line though– the finale bit is why I like the show so much– but it’s so great because the characteristics of the dancers are wiped out. Poor dancers.

    Anyway my trip over here was just lovely except that it hasn’t been raining the whole time like the forecast said. So I’m wearing my big nerdy raincoat instead of my cute winter jacjet. Curses! But the real thing I was worried about was the ferry being late and having to wait for the bus in Tswassen for an hour because it only leaves on the hour and exactly on the hour even if the ferry is late. But the ferry was perfectly on time, and the were two busses waiting: one expressing right to the new Bridgeport skytrain hub. I like when transit corresponds pleasantly.

    I made a quick stop at Dressew as soon as I got here and picked up many circular knitting needles because they were cheep cheep cheep. Now I have to do many projects. But not during this trip as I have no yarns with me.

    The crowd staying in the room below me in this here hotel is loud. My bets are on me sleeping soundly anyway.

    Yaaar. Chorus Line.

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  • I have the sidiest of side parts today. It just appeared after brushing my hair this morning. I secured it in place with a little no-frizz and 2 clips.

    I had a tea this afternoon so I hope that it doesn’t keep me awake tonight.

    Holy mo what a boring day.

  • I just saw some amazing dance. I’ll try to find a link later. The show started with some experimental theatre so I was a bit scared, not liking, just for the sake of example here, where the performer enters the crowd and starts singing to people. After this number, though, there was a pretty stable fourth wall so I was comfortable enough. Although at one point, there was a dancer who was just too into her self: “At least look out to the crowd a little,” I thought to myself. Then along comes the next number and I have a woman ringing a bell and chatting to me in gobbledygook. Right to me. I guess I had it coming, and she didn’t need me to chat back or anything, but you know, me and audience participation are at odds, I suppose.

    I met my friend Jane there. I know Jane from dance class and *her name is Jane*. Jane has already read the book I am reading and laughs when I am witty.

    Tomorrow I work hard for money. With money I purchase pre-made hamburger patties and eat two, which is too many. Ergo, money makes me fat. However money also pays for my dance lessons, which make me trim, so I should stop complaining and go to bed so I am refreshed for work tomorrow. Only four days before a flex day. I will eat delicious meat sandwiches for lunch and remember to go to walking club on Wednesday.

    Today in knitting I learned how to decrease, which is easy. I also learned how to increase, which has a trick.

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  • I was feeling crazy, restless and weird this morning. Well, from about 10:20 to 2. Then I ate hamburgers and now I feel better. I hoped that this was the case. However, in my craziness I forgot that two hamburgers is too many. One is enough! And then I suppose I could compliment it with some salad or vegetables.

    I’m not sharing my NanoWrimo efforts publicly this year. I think I have in the past… I can’t remember. But I’m trying to be more real about what I’m writing (opposed to my usual fantasies) and don’t want the pressure/judgement of others reading it to cramp my style. It’ll be shared at a later point, no doubt.

    I have plans to visit Julie B in Vancouver next week when I am there. Yaw! I have her link somewhere… Haw: here it is. It doesn’t actually show her if you look, but her essence is definately present.

    I used the extra hour of the time change this morning to write… And check my face book and email and everything needed in preparation for writing. I have about zero discipline. I’m still trying to edit through my Nano from 2007, and have just forgotten/denied everything from my 05 and 06 attempts.

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  • I downloaded WordPress for my Blackberry today. Then I had a massage (these things are unrelated, just mildly chronological). My back should start feeling better soon; in the meantime I can update blog from wherever I may be.

    Tomorrow I plan to see the Olympic torch at some point. It is meant to be passing by my apartment building and my window in the evening. I could see it then if I am home from floor barre. Or I’ll join the crowd in the morning, you know, just to be part of the crowd. I’ll have to dress warm or I shall not last long.

  • Kimberly used to make roasted pumpkin seeds at halloween. I would say Oh no, I don’t like them I’d say when she offered some to me; I would then proceed to eat them all. I want some now. I was thinking about this because there was pumpkin-carving at work today and the spare pumpkins are just over there, on sale for $2 each. What would I possibly want with a pumpkin, I asked myself… Oh yeah…

  • I took a course on discrimination prevention this morning. It was informative enough and only half a day long so that was a plus. When done, I stopped at Fairway (course was at UVic so this was the Shelbourne Plaza Fairway) and bought soup that I’d seen on sale and sushi for lunch. I’m having a hard time finding canned soup that is fancier than tomato, and of course not cream of anything, but then is dairy free. Lots have hints of parmesan or romano cheeses.

  • When I was 18 I would have turned off Alanis Morrisette singing on the radio. I was anti-Alanis. This morning, though, I did not do this and now I have stupid “Ironic” in my head. How do I know all the words when I never listened to it?

  • I finally finished the book I didn’t really want to read. I ended up just wanting to know how it ended, the plot points keeping me going. The very book smelled like old lady, like someone had it resting with their clean laundry and they had used a fragrant fabric softener. The book was “Good to a Fault” by Marina Endicott. The picture of the author showed a soft-looking, vigilant, middle-aged teacher dressed up for a photo shoot. Arrrg. Or perhaps I hate her because she looks like a character from “Desperate Housewives” I found annoying, and doubly annoying because I haven’t watched DH for many years and can’t remember why I would hate her. This is the worst book review ever.

    The next book I’m reading is about a male immigrant so far. Just as uninteresting, except for the “Metamorphosis” allusions, which are intriguing and vexing as I have read only 6 pages of that work. In the first person too, so I don’t get a break from the protagonist. Antagonist? He is antagonizing me, so we’ll see.

    This was a vacation day for me and it has disappeared quickly. I found that doing errands all yesterday morning I still had errands today to complete. Plus laundry, plus the dishes. The dishes made me angry, as usual.

    Good things today: I have bread baking and it smells good; I figured out how to manipulate string into a ribbed pattern.

    Annoying thing: both my new pairs of spectacles are fit improperly so I have to find my way back to the glasses place to get them adjusted properly. Until then they slide off my face and dangle when I lean over to untie my shoes. Until then, of course, I wear contacts.

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