Album: Rockferry
Today, I was seized by a sudden fit of impulse: I was so, so, so tempted to send in an order for a 45mm chrome X-Pole.
It's only AUD 550 (including shipping) from X-Pole Australia whereas Kiwi Pole Fitness (in Lower Hutt) is retailing only the 50mm - and at NZD 890 and NZD 990 for the chrome and titanium respectively!
Okay, so I have one more reason to drop by SYD: Pick up an X-Pole.
I want one so bad it's not even funny ... =(
But the disappointing lack of a proper sturdy ceiling/beam keeps me from owning my dream 45mm, as well as a 50mm (I believe in mastering the international standard width).
Thursday, December 04, 2008
Bad case of diarrhea last night and today. Must be the instant pasta I made. Or the instant hot chocolate.
Or both. =/ Had a terrible sleep, of course, waking up at some god-forsaken hour with a really, really, really bad tummy-ache.
The boss, having flew in from SYD yesterday afternoon, told me today that I ought to visit that city as it's just beautiful. He suggested I drop by for a few days en route to AKL; I told him it's not on the way. He scoffed and said I and "dearly beloved" (his words - that's what he's taken to calling her) could have a little holiday there.
Well, never say never - but if I were ever to drop by SYD, it'd be for at least one of a few things: Bobbi's Pole Studio, Mardi Gras, or someone I really miss.
Or both. =/ Had a terrible sleep, of course, waking up at some god-forsaken hour with a really, really, really bad tummy-ache.
The boss, having flew in from SYD yesterday afternoon, told me today that I ought to visit that city as it's just beautiful. He suggested I drop by for a few days en route to AKL; I told him it's not on the way. He scoffed and said I and "dearly beloved" (his words - that's what he's taken to calling her) could have a little holiday there.
Well, never say never - but if I were ever to drop by SYD, it'd be for at least one of a few things: Bobbi's Pole Studio, Mardi Gras, or someone I really miss.
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
Duffy - 'Mercy'
Album: Rockferry
I think I might be over the melt-down ... for now. The smear of residue of which still remains is a mixture of reluctance and your basic recipe for stress.
On a completely different topic, I have a theory: Whatever song Linna does a choreo to, I think it'll become my next earworm.
I think I might be over the melt-down ... for now. The smear of residue of which still remains is a mixture of reluctance and your basic recipe for stress.
On a completely different topic, I have a theory: Whatever song Linna does a choreo to, I think it'll become my next earworm.
Monday, December 01, 2008
Duffy - 'Mercy'
Album: Rockferry
Tomorrow, if all goes well, I'll head off to NZIS to get my visa endorsed.
This song makes me wanna dance. Even though I'm physically exhausted and achey like an old woman and need sleep like a baby, I feel ... like dancing.
Song's just so damn perky!
Tomorrow, if all goes well, I'll head off to NZIS to get my visa endorsed.
This song makes me wanna dance. Even though I'm physically exhausted and achey like an old woman and need sleep like a baby, I feel ... like dancing.
Song's just so damn perky!
Sunday, November 30, 2008
OMG my shoulders are so tight and achey - prolly from the spinning pole workshop. Hope I'd be able to crawl outta bed tomorrow for the final workshop ... =|
SY's wedding dinner was fun - it was definitely less boring than any of the wedding dinners I'd attended previously (all family affairs). It was nice to sit at a table of mostly familiar faces with whom you share a common passion - pole!
If I ever had an occasion (and the resources) to throw a huge party like a wedding, it'll involve burlesque and (tasteful) exotic dances, pole, and aerial silks and hoop performances, with a fetish/masquerade theme. It'll be the lovely offspring of Neil Gaiman's Mirrormask and Cirque du Soleil.
SY's wedding dinner was fun - it was definitely less boring than any of the wedding dinners I'd attended previously (all family affairs). It was nice to sit at a table of mostly familiar faces with whom you share a common passion - pole!
If I ever had an occasion (and the resources) to throw a huge party like a wedding, it'll involve burlesque and (tasteful) exotic dances, pole, and aerial silks and hoop performances, with a fetish/masquerade theme. It'll be the lovely offspring of Neil Gaiman's Mirrormask and Cirque du Soleil.
Friday, November 28, 2008
Leona Lewis - 'Bleeding Love'
Album: Spirit
How do I hurt myself - let me count the fucking ways:
Sigh.
2 more workshops!
How do I hurt myself - let me count the fucking ways:
- Left shoulder blade and shoulder (no idea why)
- Right collarbone and shoulder (today's workshop)
- Left lower back and hip (Wed's pole prac)
- Right pelvis, the fold at groin and thigh - I might've pulled or herniated something (today ... at work, I think)
- Right knee - bruised and lumpy (today's workshop)
Sigh.
2 more workshops!
Leona Lewis - 'Bleeding Love'
Album: Spirit
I'm extremely tired, but super hyped right now. A wonderful night of pole performances!
It might be the two gin-and-tonics I had, but my back feels much better now (I'm at least able to bend over and straighten without any support) - hope it'll be back on form for tomorrow's advanced tricks workshop.
Looks like there's gonna be another Asian Pole Summit next year! I just gotta be here for it.
I'm extremely tired, but super hyped right now. A wonderful night of pole performances!
It might be the two gin-and-tonics I had, but my back feels much better now (I'm at least able to bend over and straighten without any support) - hope it'll be back on form for tomorrow's advanced tricks workshop.
Looks like there's gonna be another Asian Pole Summit next year! I just gotta be here for it.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
I hurt the left side of my back kicking up into a (failed) attempt at brass monkey.
=(
I iz stupid.
And there're workshops to attend this entire weekend, beginning this Friday!
=...(
=(
I iz stupid.
And there're workshops to attend this entire weekend, beginning this Friday!
=...(
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Dennis Brown - 'Things in Life'
Album: Anthology 1970 to 1995
It's not everyday we're gonna be the same way
There must be a change somehow
There are bad times and good times too
So have a little faith in what you do
'Cause you don't seem to realize
The things you've got to face in life
Today you're up, tomorrow you're down
So thank god that you're still around town
Though we've got to work like slaves
Just to eat a piece of bread
But as we go along each day we'll find
Happiness to sooth the mind 'cause
It's not everyday we're gonna be the same way
There must be a change somehow
There are bad times and good times too
So have a little faith in what you do
Dennis Brown - 'Things in Life'
Album: Anthology 1970 to 1995
The aftermath's just the same as having just (barely) recovered from a bad bout of stomach flu. I was consciously handling myself with kid gloves today, trying to spot a potential trigger before it could trigger me.
Was mostly fine today (boss wasn't in office), even with a marked lack of appetite; but as I was sent out to walk the dog, I almost had a mild relapse - it was like knowing you're about to vomit, but desperately hanging on to the fine balance needed to not hurl your insides out. Now I finally understand why Auntie Al'd needed someone to talk to 24/7 at her worst period. It could be terrifying otherwise.
Didn't want music as I walked, but when I did turn the mp3 player on, I found this song to be somewhat calming.
The aftermath's just the same as having just (barely) recovered from a bad bout of stomach flu. I was consciously handling myself with kid gloves today, trying to spot a potential trigger before it could trigger me.
Was mostly fine today (boss wasn't in office), even with a marked lack of appetite; but as I was sent out to walk the dog, I almost had a mild relapse - it was like knowing you're about to vomit, but desperately hanging on to the fine balance needed to not hurl your insides out. Now I finally understand why Auntie Al'd needed someone to talk to 24/7 at her worst period. It could be terrifying otherwise.
Didn't want music as I walked, but when I did turn the mp3 player on, I found this song to be somewhat calming.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Well. It's gotta happen; better now than when I don't have any of my paperweights and supports around.
Tonight a Cat. 5 ripped right through and I sat for a long time gasping and thumbing through my phonebook. After two runs, I called Jason.
The catalyst ... it's kinda Mephisto (indirectly), but everything else that'd been hanging out in the background for the last few weeks/couple of months had also been snowballing.
The aftermath is just debris.
It's not a bad thing - I don't have the nausea or the gasping anymore - but we'll see about tomorrow.
Tonight a Cat. 5 ripped right through and I sat for a long time gasping and thumbing through my phonebook. After two runs, I called Jason.
The catalyst ... it's kinda Mephisto (indirectly), but everything else that'd been hanging out in the background for the last few weeks/couple of months had also been snowballing.
The aftermath is just debris.
It's not a bad thing - I don't have the nausea or the gasping anymore - but we'll see about tomorrow.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
After dinner, I watched bits of a local TV station's forty-fifth anniversary anniversary/gala-thingy - a channel I'd watched daily during childhood - so when a retrospective of the all the programs they'd created came up, it was a bit of a stroll down nostalgia lane.
But I realized, while I enjoyed the nostalgia, viewing the passage of time is terrifying for me, and it induced a sudden panic attack and severe case of insecurity.
Because I'm reminded that the passage of time is relentless and merciless, and even though I age with every second, I still feel as helpless and scared and dependent as a child on the inside.
My security blanket of choice: 'The Four Quartets' and 'The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock'.
But I realized, while I enjoyed the nostalgia, viewing the passage of time is terrifying for me, and it induced a sudden panic attack and severe case of insecurity.
Because I'm reminded that the passage of time is relentless and merciless, and even though I age with every second, I still feel as helpless and scared and dependent as a child on the inside.
My security blanket of choice: 'The Four Quartets' and 'The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock'.
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