Going under
2003-09-30 | 11:36 p.m.

Today was good, but this evening sort of sucked. I just got bumped up in one of my classes and it's the Big Fish in Small Pond to Small Fish in Big Pond Syndrome. BFISPTSFIBPS sucks because while I can stand not having my ass kissed constantly by less-trained people, I hate getting "understanding" and otherwise merely tolerant smiles from people who are just as good if not better than me. My competitive side is finally developing.

I've been getting a lot of stuff done lately. My life feels like one big to do list. Maybe I should shut up and drive my kids to soccer if I'm gonna complain this much AM I RITE??!

Anyway, uh... I think this diary completely fucking rules. It'll throw you off at first if you don't get the twist right away. So yeah, shut up and read it, whoever writes it is really talented and presently only has me listed as a favourite so they also have ridiculously good taste. Obviously.

I may or may not update for a couple days. I'm fasting tomorrow and Thursday and the days are otherwise packed with activity. Updates don't matter anyway, just read last week's entries. It's the same thing.

EXACTLY.

Friday will be killer neat awesmore though. I'm doing an all day dance trip to Toronto. A four hour workshop under a famous choreographer who's Russian-sounding name I'm too lazy to look up and spell properly, lots of downtown shopping (and perhaps tattoos) and Chicago on stage at the Cannon theatre. Fun for the whole Sam.

Hope your days are more exciting than mine presently. And I leave you with this final thought:

-S

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