Wednesday, August 31, 2005
SWEATING - (1) Exudation of oily matter from a film or paint, varnish, or lacquer after the film has apparently dried. (2) On a paint or varnish film, the development of gloss on a dull or matte finish; caused by rubbing the film. (3) Development of gloss in a dry film of paint or varnish after it has been flattened down (sanding). (From the PaintIdeas.com glossary)
AAACK! I suck at this job!
So here I am a month ago saying that I'm going to start writing again and I've written one measly post between then and now. Blimey. I'd better get off my ass.
Rant over. Moving on.
I have endured challenges aplenty this summer, not least of which the four final projects due on the same day with just a little over a week to do them. Those last two days of the summer program are now a hazy period during which I subsisted on Red Bull and fear-induced adrenaline and absolutely no sleep at all.
I hear this movie is truly awful (check out the reviews on RottenTomatoes.com), yet it still seems like more fun than the allnighters I endured.
It seems a bit strange right now that my biggest challenge of the fall thus far seems to be how I'm going to juggle classes and the gym. I've just joined a martial arts studio where I'm learning a combination of kickboxing and kung fu (Awesome!) I kick ass. Sort of. If "kicking ass" involves "losing one's balance on a regular basis." Sometimes I can see the look in the instructor's eyes when I try to kick or punch or stand up straight without wobbling. It's like he knows he has Inspector Clouseau on his hands but since I'm paying to be there he must continue to placate me. Then he goes to the storage room and tries to strangle himself with a nine section chain whip. Okay I made that last part up. And I digress.
I expect to be doing this within two weeks. Three tops.
So anyway, it's not a matter of scheduling -- the schedule I can manage. My problem is that there's no showers in this place. My last kickboxing gym was like that too. Except that one was close to home, whereas this one is close to school. And lately I'm finding that I sweat. A lot. It's really gross. No seriously. Stay away from me if you want to live.
Today I handled it by bringing a ton of deodorant, baby powder, and disposable wipe things. That worked for everything except my hair. I also realized that I should bring a change of clothes. I hear that usually helps. But once I do that on a regular basis I'm still gonna have icky hair. Unless I find a solution soon, I'm gonna look awful enough to scare small children.
At least I'll have the skills to be able to fight off the lynch mob when they come for me. I hope.
posted by La Nina @ 8:07 PM