January 19th 2010
Tags:
Growing into myself,
The Physical Matters,
dancing,
bellydancing,
body comfort,
choreography,
dance class,
dancing,
exercise,
hip-hop,
nayna,
running
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Last night was less physically challenging in terms of dancing, but definitely more mentally challenging. I'm not sure if my focus was off or just different now that I'm a little more comfortable.
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Second week of belly dance and hip-hop classes: fucking amazing.
We had a sub for the belly dancing class: instead of Nayna, it was her assistant, and she worked us pretty hard. We got through what felt like a big chunk of routine, learning 4 or 5 new moves and ...
Warning: this post involves my vagina and uterus and a bit of blood. If vaginas squick you, or uteri make you blush, go away.
Go now.
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I just finished watching Secretary, a movie starring James Spader (of Stargate and Boston Legal fame) and Maggie Gyllenhaal (of Dark Knight fame). The movie is incredibly awkward -- I spent a good bit of the movie curled up in a seat, eyes partially covered. It's full of ...
After my rather pathetic posting in the wee hours of Saturday morning, I had to regroup. I just can't be all down and out and a mess without fixing my broken crap.
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