- Darling gave me tickets for the dance show “Riverdance” for Christmas; we’ll go watch it the weekend after my thesis will be due. (When I was younger I had watched a recorded performance from video tape many times.)
- Last night I went outside at about 1:30 pm with one of my brothers (who normally isn’t into photography) and my camera to take pictures of Orion. Tonight Darling drove me to a hill outside town to take more pictures at midnight (click here).
- This morning I saw a raccoon sitting on the road. Despite having lived in the area for about sixteen years and returning there for the holidays in the years after that I never had seen a live one before. They aren’t native here but had escaped from a pelt farm years and years ago and have populated the state since then, severely annoying garden owners and campers while looking cute.
They will shut down the school building where we practise capoeira on Mondays for good after the holidays and demolish it in January or so; this was the first piece of bad news I read today. Yeah, and there is no replacement in sight, so no more class for us on Mondays. We’re not amused.
A guy from choir died rather unexpectedly this week; I got this message this morning as well. The funeral will be on the day of the little Christmas celebration my boss wants to hold at her house and I have no clue if I’ll be able to cope emotionally with singing at a funeral in the afternoon and heading to a friendly, joyful gathering in the evening. I guess I will, but the idea of it still feels weird. (Oh, and last capoeira class for this year would also be that night, including heading out for drinks afterwards, but I can’t go to two events at the same time; why does everything have to fall on the same day?)
And now I have the evil cramps.
On the plus side, I managed to do a few handstands against the wall at capoeira class tonight, got a high-five for it, and started working on arm presses from the handstand position.
Still I’m glad this day will be over soon, I’m sort of feeling like a wreck right now due to the aforementioned crap piled on my already annoying cold. Good night.
More music from outer space! It’s not an original scene this time, but someone cut up a bunch of episodes and put them back together to create this funny version of “Let it snow”. Wrong season, I know, I know. But I couldn’t resist.