I find myself amazingly sore on a morning I was supposed to be...amazingly sore. Oh, wait. Must have looked at the schedule wrong. In any case, my ass is throbbing today. And I am about to head to physical therapy. For a deep tissue massage. If they come near my right freaking ass cheek, there's going to be some ugliness. Besides my ass cheek itself, I mean.
Now beginning to actually be concerned about clothing for BlogHer. BowlHer just turned into some kind of Project Runway contest. Not TOO concerned about that, as the only runway I might ever be featured on is at Detroit Metro Airport. It's just that I am a denizen of the denim world. I think Denim Denizen would be a good blog name.
Spent twelve straight hours yesterday with three other summer-vacationing teachers working on scrapbook-y type things. Actually, very cool little items I will be bringing with me to BlogHer. The host-teacher has an enormous house in the city where we all work, but the really cool part was the huge, hi-def TV and the Blu-Ray player. We watched (loosely) two really angst-y movies (Blue Powder and The Edge of Love), that mostly were fodder for our smart-ass comments.
Did I mention my ass hurts?
Oh yeah, and there's no freaking coffee here this morning. I guess that grocery shopping thing was serious...
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