Taaaaaaaaaaaking off clothes muuuuuuuuuusic

So last night I failed at yoga, as I started to get kind of dizzy and my legs were all shaky and felt like they might be considering not holding me up anymore. And while it wasn't as bad as the time I passed out in the science center in college, it was an ominous feeling, so I spent most of the class in crouching-on-the-floor pose, and sipping-water-with-occasional-dropping-of-the-head-between-the-knees pose.

I was never nauseous, just unsteady. And my theory is that it has to do with me eating only a poptart, a bagel, and some M&Ms all day, then yoga-ing in warmth. Also I ate pretty horribly on Sunday. Lame me was lame. I had dinner with my parents and watched "The Closer" and eventually felt better. And made myself go to bed before 11.

All day yesterday I was obsessed with the thought of a cucumber sandwich and today I have attained that dream. It waits for noon in the fridge.

I feel like lately I don't have much that's interesting to say besides recounting the events of my life, so I should really find some things to talk about other than that. For a long time I've considered going through my DVD collection and posting about one movie a day, but then I get all shy and nervous about it. I constantly think about other things I want to say or write but then I sit down to type and my brain goes "Uuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?" Or I get worried that I'll be so boring everyone will run away crying.

My plan was to drag homoshiroi to Stah Tlek tonight, but then I remembered her parents are arriving, so likely no go. By the way, DVD release for that is November 17. I just need to last at this job until then.