And in Summation ...

Going to and from Vancouver in one night (about 9 hours) was crazy. The good kind of crazy. I just wish we'd had accurate info about the taiji class and gotten there in time for craigp to participate. I have blurry pictures to prove we were there. Sorta. Really appreciating the invitation to go in the first place, not to mention the fun we had. Did not, however, drive on the way back. I was not permitted after drinking more than half of a twisted bellini.

Woman at Business Careers wasted three hours of my life today. A letter will be written (and cc'd to her supervisor).

damashita rescued me from my circuitous wicked thoughts about the latter and took me out with her to run errands, play with kids. It was loud, but we managed to converse extensively despite younglings.

When all is said and done, I'm happy my inner voice now pushes me to get stuff done even in the face of [insert negative, non-productive emotion here] and brings me out of whatever depression, et al, I tend to get into in these situations. It's a sign of healthier thinking, and I'm even more proud of myself because it was hard won without pharamceuticals that may have messed me up in many other ways. My body just doesn't like them.

P.S.
Am loving my Tantra book even more. It may even inspire me to post again to my desir_vert journal. Mrrow.