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2. friday yoga. i forced myself out of the house and into the snow, knowing i would ultimately be glad i did. it was a great class, and i was warm, finally from the exertion. also, i got to practice next to & have a little gossip session with artist & sandwich aficionado josh graham before class. it reminded me of how much i miss being at walden this year, and how much i hope sandwich boy will come up with a new post for us soon.
4. christian's watching another in a series of '80's no wave films--unmade beds (actually, this one was made in '76, and features debbie harry). dude has an attention span. i both enjoy and am annoyed by those films and their studied naivete. maybe it's just embarrassing because i remember how stunningly moved i was by works such as, say, jean paul sartre's nausea. or maybe i turn out to be more of a nineties girl.
5. completed all lesson plans and handouts for classes next week. paid bills, did laundry (ingrid folded & put away), started my "apartment" therapy--the january cure-- & got totally overwhelmed, did some housework and organizing. enough to get me by for a time. no writing today. i might try to do a little before bed tonight.