Dear blog,
Oh I went and did it again, didn’t I? I got all wrapped up IRL and ignored the 010011011011101s until those 01011010011101101s threatened me in the way only they can and I became overwhelmed.
This “getting overwhelmed” business parallels with so many other things in my life, so I’d like to say it’s a one-time thing, but I don’t want to lie.
- I had gum surgery.
- I finished level three.
- I pulled my back
- Troupon played and lost (by ONE vote!) Cagematch.
- I started practicing with the IFL.
- I had an impossible flat tire.
- I got new boots.
- My dad celebrated a birthday. (I’m always grateful for these.)
- I fell down, really hard.
- My A/C went out and had to be replaced. WHOA, that was expensive.
- I ate curdled cereal on accident.
- I drank a lot of champagne.
- I had a weird run-in with a cop that might not actually be a cop, in plain clothes wearing a balaclava in 107 heat.
- I started reading Game of Thrones.
- I missed out on the level three showcase because of a handful of the above.
- I start a new intensive this week with Jill Bernard.
- I had coffee. Lots of coffee. Lots of coffee with interesting conversation.
- I slept. A lot.
- And then didn’t. A lot.
All that is happening/happened. Some of it I’ll go into detail about. Most of it I won’t.
But I’ll be back soon, I swear it. Here’s a pretty picture. Forgive me?
Love and watermelons,
Terry
and you danced around on stage pretending to be a baby, gorilla, rolling log, and other things.
Yes! That. How could I forget that??