My foot hurts
OMG, I totally need to go to the gym. And jog. Maybe tomorrow I can get some good stretches in when I'm teaching my mom downward dog.
I need to clean this computer keyboard but I'm not sure with what. Windex? I wrote a paper and Powerpoint last night and tried to save them to a cd but the only option it was giving me was to "burn" them. That's for music, not 2-page essays! So when I take the disc to work today I'll find out whether they saved or not.
My digital-arts teacher says that if a cd jumps around, like it has scratches on it, and you copy it on your computer, the new cd will be virtually jump-free. He also says that the information is stored at the top of the cd, where the picture is, not at the bottom.
I wish I could listen to Yo Yo Ma playing Bach all day. I want to plow through roads in my mind and leave meadows.
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Two days ago: me, downward dog on my bed, looking into bathroom mirror, in quest in see "what my downward dog really looks like." Steve thought that was funny, but a girl needs to know these things.
Wish I knew what downward dog was. I probably couldn't do it. I also wish I knew more about computers, because it would come in handy when I'm supposed to burn 60 Solo Festival accompaniments, and I don't have the foggiest how to do that. I'll be on the phone with someone.
Downward dog is never pretty. (That's funny Em.)
I don't know if I'll go to yoga tonight. We hiked 10 miles on Sat. and my calves are not happy campers!
Is it your turn?
Yah, I goed. Sorry.
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