Sucker(s) for Punishment.

I *heart* animals. 

 

Even if I don't really know what they are.  I think the one above is a gopher.  

Panorama is pretty!  Rained a bit - not enough to ruin the wedding fortunately - but it was nice to do not much else but celebrate and drink and eat baked ketchup chips (which is what I lured the gopher with).

There was a gondola right by my room.  I discovered it while getting ready in the morning. Seeing people fly by in the mirror reflection is always a good wake up.

Speaking of wake up calls, the couple that lives across from me is having a domestic dispute again.  She seriously needs a reality wake up call.  From the sounds of the fighting, it seems like she is supporting a deadbeat boyfriend who cheats on her while she's away working her butt off.  Fail.

I'm toe stretching again.  My toes are on a whole new level today.  My teacher bent them the complete opposite of the way toes naturally bend (the ballerina way) at practice today and that was super killer.  At times, the suffering actually made me nauseated.  But maybe I'm a sucker for punishment, because I am still fascinated with Afro Cuban dance and so I keep on. 

Mind Farts

-the Oatmeal is one guy?!?  and hilarious and a dog-lover :)  he wins in my books!

-oh Cuban rum ... you never fail to soothe

-a talented dancer had to quit dance training because of her jealous significant other.  le sigh.  that makes me sad.  it's such a waste!  since when did ultimatums = love?  i understand that ultimatums are at times necessary ("please give up crack cocaine"), but i don't know about asking someone to give up something he/she loves to do - especially if it doesn't harm anybody.  makes me grateful that i don't have to feel guilty for my hobbies

-beans and rice make me happy

-so do veggie maki rolls