How to inflict pain

I was looking for a picture that would help illustrate this blog and found this picture which, from the way it's labeled looks like a map on how to best inflict pain. Anyway...

Last Friday I got a massage from Willy. I had, gasp!, worked out on Tuesday and knew that my legs would probably need some work. Ho..ly..Shit but did that massage hurt. My calves, which are normally my trouble(read pain) areas felt great when he applied pressure. When he moved onto my thighs, however, I was writhing in so much pain. So I guess I have new problem areas or I had an awesome work-out on that stepper. At the end of the massage he spent so much time on my chest that I almost opened my eyes to say, "Dude stop playing with my huge boobicals."

*I just checked back on this picture and it's making a the post a little jacked. Sorry.

My ticket for Vegas has been purchased. Awesome.
I saw Star Wars and The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy last week.

Star Wars: Didn't suck. Moments of laughter that I'm sure George Lucas did not intend included: "For reasons we cannot explain she has lost the will to live" spoken by a droid while twiddling it's thumbs, "My wife and I have always wanted children. We'll take the girl." (that senator Organa is an opportunistic bastard isn't he?), and "NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!" accompanied by a Frankensteinish breaking of the bonds. I thoroughly enjoyed. I even teared a up a bit.

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy was hilarious. Some of it I remembered from the book and some of it I didn't. I'm glad that Eb and I and one other guy, who looked like he was sneaking out of the office on long lunch break, were the only one's catching that matinee because we could crack up without feeling like our joy was intruding on someone else's viewing pleasure or some such thing. Martin Freeman is adorable.

I found my camera. It was in a fleece pocket. Now if I can only find my tweezerman. My eyebush is getting out of control.

This morning I stayed up to chase the sunrise across the garden. These are my favorite pictures so far.

Catch up post

I was house and pet sitting my sister's and her fiancee's house for the first 2 weeks of the month. Lest you think I forgot, "Hurray, hurray the first of May! Outdoor fucking starts today!" were uttered right on time. In the past 2, well 3 weeks now, I have come to the conclusion that I am not a dog person. It's just too much of a commitment.

Somewhere along the way I've misplaced my camera.

I got my grades. I'm very happy since I was praying for kindness from my organic prof. in order to get a C and got a B. Booya baby. The class with the hellish project paid off with an A and the other classes came off as expected.

Now that the stress of finals is behind me I think it's time to attempt the fast again. Last year's attempt was a failure because I tried to do it during the end of the semester. I could use a nice cleanse.

Today I finished reading:

Beloved by Toni Morrison

raw

and

The Stone Diaries by Carol Shields

gentle

This morning I purchased my ticket for Erasure. Boston here I come.

I heard that the invitation to Patty's wedding arrived in the mail. So I guess, Vegas her I come too.