Feels like the past week or so has been pretty packed. The bro had a Rockband/Karaoke party. We went to Dance Dance Party Party. Went to a birthday party. And we had people over for a mini-food party. (Still totally in love with the mini-wet burritos the neighbors brought over.) And of course the plethora of dance classes and stuff. Started going to African dance class again. Still doing salsa (we’re at 3b now!). And trying to drop into “Bottom Heavy Funk” classes when I can. And still going in for pilates, which I’ve found I really enjoy. It’s been harder to get myself to the gym.
And of course throughout all this I’ve had these ridiculously obnoxious allergies/virus/something annoying hitting me really bad. Although I noticed it seems to go away when I’m doing something pretty active. I just wish my face wasn’t such a snot factory.
Yup? Yep.
Sometimes I feel ridiculous living in Fremont. I dunno, it feels like living in a little bubble sometimes. Not that I don’t like it, I really love being within walking distance to a bunch of cool stuff and the area in general is pretty nice. But something about it makes me feel like a mini yuppie poser of sorts. Or maybe high end hippe. Local organic groceries. Fancy boutique shops. Vegan bakery. Yoga pilates studios. Meat market bars. Gyms. Tourists. Although I spend most of my time on Cap Hill anyways. I guess the bubble is nice though, and I’m glad I don’t live on the hill. The hill is cool but I like retreating to my little bubble.
3 minutes or less
3 minute masterpiece contest actually sounds kinda fun. Might be a good excuse to get a story together for a little animated short. Now to just come up with a story. And some time to work on it…