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Wednesday, March 31th, 2004 link My physical therapist worked me today. My foot is sore and tired. It needs a nap.
Tuesday, March 30th, 2004 link
I was zoning out in class tonight, washing my brushes and listening to everyone talk. Working the paint out of your brushes into a soapy mud can be very meditative. I must have looks like I had a lot on my mind. Larry came up and said "What are you thinking about?" and I said "Oh, I'm completely blank, just listening to people and washing my brushes." He said "Blank is good" and he pointed to a postcard that had my cow painting on it. "Like that cow". "Yeah", I said "I am the cow".
Monday, March 29th, 2004 link Today is weigh-in day. Guess what? I lost another 2 pounds! That's 8 sticks of butter. It's been three weeks since I've lost anything else so I feel extatic and relieved. That's 12 pounds total now. The most amazing thing happened today. I went upstairs to get some paper clips. They were on the bottom shelf of the office supply cabinet. I squatted down on my knees and grabbed a few. Holy crap! I can just go around squatting on my knees without even thinking about it? When did that happen? It only hurt a tiny bit in my foot. I am practically healed! Tomorrow morning I am going to tackle a yoga class. I will probably just sit around a lot and smile at everyone, or maybe practice "corpes pose" a lot. I can do that one real good. I keep saying funny things today. Today I said this:
Sunday, March 28th, 2004 link
I have a post-foot resolution to work on the store this year, try to sell small paintings and crafts online. Today I am going to attempt nature for the first time since the break. I'm meeting Ger near Muir beach and we're going for a "hike". It'll probably be more like me attempting dirt paths very slowly for about 10 minutes then a nice sit in the grass, followed by some pub snacks and brews. Here are photos from Ger and my outing today at Muir beach
Saturday, March 27th, 2004 link Today I woke up to the gentle sounds of vomitting. Tom has a stomach bug or something. It's really awful when he pukes. Very gut wrenching. I feel so bad but I never know what to do. I tried making him Udon and peppermint tea. Right now he just wants sleep. Poor Tom.
Friday, March 26th, 2004 link Picking your nose and eating it is good for you.
Thursday, March 25th, 2004 link I splurged yesterday and bought myself a new thermos. It's all I need in the whole world. Well, that and some tea and some hot water. And I also like to have a little milk and sugar with my tea. But that is all I need in the whole world. I love my new thermos. My thermos is so insulated that it never cools down, ever ever ever. Wednesday, March 24th, 2004 link There is a dead white bird outside our work. It seems like a bad omen. It's decapitated, I almost ran over it's head which is about 6 feet from it's body.
Tuesday, March 23th, 2004 link We're back from London. I have jetlag something serious so I organized the photos. It was a great trip. Much too short, but a great trip. My foot held up remarkably well with the help of wheelchairs, Solpadeine, ice and beer. It's stiff and sore but much stronger now. The shortness of our trip just gave me a travel bug and now I'm stuck in SF for a few more months before the next adventure. I intend to take many SF photos and paint many pictures in the next few months. Here are the photos: . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Sunday, March 21th, 2004 link We had a great time in Camden town yesterday. It's like Haight street only with 100,000 more people and shops. We ate at a funny American pub called Henry J Beans. We walked through what seemed like miles of little shops and outdoor markets. There are miles or catacomb-like tunnels that contain little furniture, vintage clothing, and import shops. If my foot were stronger, I could have walked for hours. We had a nice pint at the bar at the End of the World and watched some rugby. Must be the craziest sport in the world. Very fun to watch, lots of bone crunching and craziness. We're had a hard time finding places in London that play decent music. For the most part it's bland eurotrash or just generic easy rock. Even at Henry J Beans, all we got was No Doubt, Beach Boys, and Motown hits.
Saturday, March 20th, 2004 link We're sleepily sitting in Costa Coffee in Trafalga square. On our 5 day whirlwind tour of London. We've just been to the National Gallery. My foot is angry so we just went through the 1700-1900 wing. Yesterday we went to the Tate Modern and I cleared out the bookstore. This trip is too short. But we're cramming in plenty of naps and pints. We're staying at Eden Plaza in South Kensington on Queen's Gate and Cromwell roads. Pretty fun neighborhood but maybe a bit she-she to keep us occupied. Last night we went to King's Cross for some fish and chips at Eddie's and Pint's at O'Neill's pub across the street from St Pancras (Pancreas). Today after some tea we're going to search for record shops in Camden town. Some generalizations about the English based on very little data or experience: Friday, March 19th, 2004 link For lunch today we had gourmet sandwiches in a little place off Fleet Street. They make fresh bread and have all sorts of sandwich makings. The English really like the word "cock". There's a bar just off Fleet Street, II can't remember it's full name but if you look down the alley at it from Fleet Street, all you see, in giant letters is "The Cock". I really expected it to be a gay bar but it was just a boring, financial district bar. We get around on the Picadilly Underground line and it's finally destination is "Cockfosters" So we hear and see Cockfosters a lot. We've been making up our own names for things. Yorkshire and Islington cock and rooster. We are planning on window shopping at Harrod's today and I might have to buy more tea. From the looks of my shopping bags, You'd think London is the only place in the world you can buy tea. I keep trying to buy presents but I get so attached to them. I'm doomed.
Tuesday, March 16th, 2004 link My foot is ok. It's just a little stressed out. I saw the doc today for some x-rays to be on the safe side. Everything checked out fine. My foot is just freakin' out a bit. Now I am attempting to just "walk through the pain". I swear the pain I feel in the ball of my foot when I bare weight on it is so painful I can feel it in the back of my head. We leave for London tomorrow. I don't think I'll have time for another post before then so see you next week.
Monday, March 15th, 2004 link We launched our website today but then had to roll back to the last version of the site. So the nightmare is still not over. I am leaving town tomorrow however so although I feel guilty for leaving the troops behind as it were, I'm pretty fricken happy to be flying the coup. I babysat Oona tonight. It was such a quiet evening. Kind of surprizing coming from Oona who I swear only has two speeds. Then of course when her parents got home, she got all riled up just to make their lives hellish for trying to get her to sleep. When she fights her sleepiness, she gets super cranky-pants.
Sunday, March 14th, 2004 link My Letter Press Class this weekend was the best class ever. But I'm still fucked with work so that's all I have for now. I worked tonight til 1am when I finally abandonded everyone else at work. They stayed til 5am.
Saturday, March 13th, 2004 link Class today for 8 hours, then back to work. I am so tired.
Friday, March 12th, 2004 link We snuck out of work for an hour or so to see Liz's show at the LIMN gallery. It's a great space and I love her paintings. You should go see it. She usually has stuff hanging in the store there. Foot is still fucked. My Physical therapist wants me to go see my doctor asap. She thinks there's a possibility that I re-broke it or shifted it and just wants to stay on the safe side. I'm kinda scared and nervous. I just want it to stop hurting.
Thursday, March 11th, 2004 link Work work work.
Wednesday, March 10th, 2004 link Work work work. My foot is fucked up. I've been having bad problems with swelling and having trouble weight-baring on the ball of my foot.
Tuesday, March 9th, 2004 link
We are in testing mode right now at work and I'm buried in homework. Too busy to talk! Send someone you love a "love tattoo".
Monday, March 8th, 2004 link Please go listen to crazy drunk guy.
Sunday, March 7th, 2004 link Fresh squeezed creative juice Saturday, March 6th, 2004 link Bye bye bunny Letterpress, weeee! Friday, March 5th, 2004 link Weee, it's friday, play this Michael Jackson game We bought art from Liz Scheidl last October. She is exhibiting at the LIMN gallery in San Francisco starting March 12th. Go see her. Physical therapy today was great. I did lots of balancing things and more calf raises. She showed me how to do some exercizes with a band and iced and massaged me again. I feel like I'm already walking better. It's strange how fast I'm recovering. Pretty soon it's almost going to seem like the whole thing never happened.
Thursday, March 4th, 2004 link Funny franglais lessons On my daily walk to Starbucks (I know, I know) today, I saw a wonderful site of three women doing high kicks and vigorous stretches on the sidewalk outside their work. I wanted to join in. Speaking of vigorous stretches, I started physical therapy today. She went easy on me. We did some calf raises, stretches, some painful massage and some ice and electrostim. I go back tomorrow for more.
Wednesday, March 3rd, 2004 link Only two more weeks until we leave for London. I have class both weekends between now and then so I won't get to sleep in until we're in London. Poor me.
Tuesday, March 2nd, 2004 link I got to do a little running today. Well, it was more like hobbling quickly. At about 4:30 I started feeling funny about my car and decided to go move it. I couldn't find parking around work in the morning so I had to park two blocks away on 18th Street. When I turned the corner, I found the whole block was carless. I started walking quickly and found my car up on the rack on a tow-truck. I ran as fast as I could and caught up with the mean parking ticket man and the nice tow truck man. He unhinged me. The parking ticket man tried to scold me but I was so happy that my car was being released, I just kept smiling at him. So I got away with a $50 ticket. I've never been so happy to receive a parking ticket. If I had been towed, I would have missed class. I would have been cranky, miserable, and out a lot of dough. Hurray for tow-truck man!
Monday, March 1st, 2004 link March has no choice but to be better than February. I can walk. I'm already 10 pounds lighter, my project is almost finished, and I go to London for 5 days. I also have 4 days of Letter Press class and I get to see Azure and Jason. March is gonna be great. Nudity for animals rights!
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