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So, I got up at 3am. Didn’t especially feel like going back to sleep. Ended up signing up to go to Phoenix to do dean stuff (though I still haven’t recieved confirmation).

Went to the gym at 5:30. 659 calories in 30 minutes on the elliptical crosstrainer (!!). No hot married guy w/ boner in locker room. Worked an 8 hour day. Made progress. (currently my desktop is trying to solve a system of 42 equations, with 37 variables. I wonder if it’ll be finished by the time I get in tomorrow. I should have done something to get it to record the time it finishes. Ah well.

My back is still a piano of pain from the gymnastics, though I’m recovering (and it’s all good muscle pain, not bad tendon/bone pain). I loved that metaphor so much I had to share it. Taut/painful strings/muscles. And when I lean forward, it produces the most interesting ‘chords’. The fatigue is centered in my lower back, but spreads around to my abs, down to my butt, and up to my shoulders. It’s kinda cool, actually.

Bart found my old phone, so whenever I get around to hitting the oakland/12th street station during their funky hours on the right day, I can pick it up and recover my missing numbers.

Plus, Amazon just now called me back. ‘s name was recognized (who here remembers the “everyone knows Dee” principle? (well, actually, it’s the “Dee knows everyone” principle, but details, details).

This may go on record as one of the more fabulous days I’ve had in awhile (in a calm/quiet sort of way).

[Add watching the sun rise behind the oakland hills, and watching the sun set across the bay behind the golden gate to the list]

“Take a gulp and take a breath, go ahead and sign the scroll…”

Well, I’m signing up to volunteer for dean doing canvassing stuff in phoenix this weekend. I doubt I’ll have alot in the way of spare time to hang with the locals or whatever, but if any of y’all would like to meet me and/or volunteer to put me (and possibly a friend or two, maybe including ) up for the weekend (read, saturday night), I’d be much obliged.

So, two of the people who show up on my little lj subscriptions have adopted (different) Ivanova icons (neither subscribes to the other’s journal, I think). It’s confusing when I see it next to the entry. I approve of Ivanova, and yet… =)

sparing you the banality

Also, why are my *biceps* sore? You don’t use them nearly as much as the triceps in gymnastics. Totally wacky.

Um, there was something else, I meant to say. But I can’t remember what it was. Hippie geek job in marin I didn’t hear back from. Sadness.

Learning Lagrange Multipliers for work. Neat stuff. Expanding my powers of differentiation.

I’m sure there’s something more I wanted to say…

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Oh yeah! I found a video to go with the “if there are girls there, I want to *do* them” audio clip. It’s indescribable. So painful, because it’s so true. =) as soon as it finishes downloading. (it’s a big puppy) it can be found at http://www.club.cc.cmu.edu/~scu/summoner.avi

Sadly, not quite as cool as the version showed us a couple years back whilst I was living in chicago. (It doesn’t have the ominous “dangers of rpg’s” envelope, and instead has a game ad, but I make do =)

Which reminds me. Any of y’all in a group housing setup in pittsburgh that could use an extra roomie? Sounds like chris is going to be coming out soon on a semi-frequent semi-resident basis.

So, I did an open floor gymnastics thing, actually participating for the first time. It was a blast. The guy who was showing me around (gymnist on gay.com) had previous experience as a circus trapese artist, and knew his shit, backward, forward, and inside out. Tumbling score of 24. I started off the evening with a 1 and ended with at least a 3. Some of the shit he did just made me think “The Matrix”. Then I saw one guy doing a one-hand handstand, and was like “star wars”. scu = nerd, and I love me for it. =)

I did some stuff on the trampoline, practiced handstands and cartwheels, and forward and backward somersaults, tried a little something on the uneven bars (actually there was only one, so not sure what you’d call that.) and on the mushroom (which is like a pommel horse, but less threatening). The last thing we did was sort of a precursor to handsprings. (he said that the last thing I did was an attempt at a handspring, which I’m not quite ready for, but we shall see how long it takes. =)

I’m going to do more of this, dammit.

I want to get rid of my separate email client. I want to set up my email so that I can get at it via the web. I want to filter spam. I want to continue to use my two imap accounts. So, I’m going to either a) alter squirrel mail to accomplish these goals, or b) build some new php monstrosity, teaching myself the mail stuff in it at the same time.

Yeah, so, meeting guys from locker rooms blows. This is hardly a shock to me. But my amazing ability to attract the eye of committed men, be it boyfriend or wife, and yet not the single men, continues to amaze me.

Met last night. We were originally planning to hit Ananda Fuara, but it turns out they’re closed on Sundays (which he fortunately noted before we crossed the bay =). Instead we went to mondo expensive Indian palace which has good indian food (though I still prefer udipi’s). A good time was had. We then hit eudamonia. Turns out he has had some exposure to strategy board games. Excellent. Then we hit comic relief, where I introduced him to barry ween (though he seemed more interested in strangers in paradise). I also had a chat with the guy at the counter about nausicaa. And a little websearching today turns up a reference to the ghibli collection dvd set, region free, for $60. This is so cool, it must be illegal. Pity I’m broke and have nothing capable of playing dvd’s regardless of region. Cruel world.

We then see triplets of belleville. Before the actual show, there was a short which was apparently inspired by a long ago plan by salvador dali and walt disney to make something together. It was pretty surreal. Anyway, triplets is an animated action/comedy from Montreal which takes a critical eye towards the US (and probably france as well). There are only two lines spoken in the entire movie. A little bit of singing in there, too, but the lyrics can’t quite be made out, so it really doesn’t count. But I still liked it, really. It was cute. Don’t know what else to say without giving stuff away. Check it out, if only to see something different from what you’re used to.

But after that, Eric and I went our separate ways for the evening.

I must remember to thank the photographers