| Current mood: |  pensive |
| Current music: | The Pixies-Ana |
ramble ramble
I'll just briefly write for now...
My mind is still floating, slowed down by catching up on contemplation and hence not as productive as I should be, considering I have 4 term papers and two final projects due in the next week and a half...so I'll only ramble a little bit, because I really should get back to working on all that soon.
Recovering from a really intense performance run, but also suffering from a artist-version of post-partum depression: I miss being onstage, even though my last show was Sunday. I'm depressed that the incredible experience of working with not 1, but THREE incredibly talented and wise guest artists is over.
Also simultaneously happy that I got skinnier (while staying the same weight, which means nobody gets on my case about it), and terrified of now getting out of shape or gaining weight, especially since my college's dance classes end on Wednesday. But I think I'll be highly motivated to keep my boobs at their now-shrunk-to-C-cup state, considering I feel either fat or cartoonish when I'm a D-cup.
I'm generally thoughtful, trying to carve out more time to write down all the fragments of fictional and quasi-fictional stories that seem to be rising to the surface with increasing frequency.
Currently listening to a lot of The Pixies, and feel like I need a batch of new music, both for choreographing and for listening.
Is she weird
Is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room...
-The pixies, "Is She Weird"
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