extend left arm. with right hand, repeatedly slap inside of left elbow.

the castle doom outing to orlando takes place in just over two weeks. and something is preventing me from being excited about it. i expect it's just a jumble of christmas/finance/chore woes. too much to think about and too little time to accomplish it all.

it would help if i stopped mucking about on the internets all day.

it is quite possible that i have an addiction.

okay. it's quite certain that i have an addiction.

i suppose it's a better addiction than, say, smack. or porn. or smack. at least it gets me connecting daily with friends and can be informative and gets me to laugh several times a day which is the fuel my psyche prefers.

leeman is trying to get me to play world of warcraft. now there's an addiction i don't need. there are support groups for that shit. lives crumble and marriages break up over that. WoW is like meth without the scabs and rotting teeth. and with more centaurs.

you know what addiction i am getting back to though? yoga. is it bad for me to do it every day? i kind of want to do it every day. i know i should pace it now that i'm coming back in--at least that's what my back tells me after three days of shoulder stand and the plow. then comes the bridge and the fish, and it seems better. but perhaps i should ration for a bit. orrrrr maybe just do some lighter stuff on between days.

BUT I'M SO GOOD AT HEADSTAND AND MY SPINE FALLS ALL INTO PLACE CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK LIKE BURGERTIME.

did you know that two minutes of child's pose gives you the equivalent boost as a long nap?

*twitch*

*sneaks off to an empty office*