Monday, March 21, 2011

"Just be thankful you're not in Japan..." ?!?!?!?

This phrase has been heard SO many times in the past week... Where the he!! did it come from? What does it mean?

Have you heard it? in what situation? how did it really make you feel?

I will write a few more thoughts about it later... :)

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Blood, Sweat and Tears...

ok, slight exaggeration...

So here I am again. Signed up to a 1-year contract. First I listened to various studly muffins telling me about why THEIR gym is the best. And, No -  my choice was not based on the studlies. In the end I settled for the one chain that my friend Matte is using. Maybe that (too) will help motivate me. It's back to convincing myself: "this time I'm really gonna go through with this...".

So yes, I got myself one of those magic cards for a gym - yesterday. So far, so good. Had a nice chilled session yesterday, with a bit of cross-training (not related to cross-dressing) and some easy introduction to the machines. Why do they always have to be different at the different gyms?

But today was a whole different ball game. Matte my dear, fooled me to join him at the classes he joins. And I was under the  impression that it would be a nice one-hour session. Well, it was nice. But first it was 30 mins of "Shape" and then 1hr of "Power" (" hour of power..."). So yeah, I'm in agony :)

Tomorrow hopefully a chilled session of Astanga (unless they "power" that up too).

Now - bed. Good night dear world! :)

Thursday, March 10, 2011


I think this is pretty cute.

The 21st century and communicating emotions and feelings...

Wow, in today's world we seem to be increasingly bloging, sms'ing, texting, tweeting, mailing and poking when we want to share what we think and feel. Although it has become the thing 'everyone' does, I do envy the old people who can pull out old wrinkly letters from back in the days. Those were letters that travelled for days, weeks and months to get to their destination (if they ever made it), and I think people really put a lot of thought into what they wrote.

I do have to say I prefer the old way better, it really forced people to think about what they're trying to say. Nowadays we just blab.

Some of my favourites are the 'old English' writers who really are masters at expressing emotions. Shakespeare was a master at what he did in regards to Love ("But soft, what light through yonder window breaks..."). But two in particular tackle negative feelings in a way that doesn't leave much to interpretation. Here's a quote:
"Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned" (William Congreve)
and another link: Suckling

Ok, I'll forgive them. They wrote in the 17th C.  But wow. I can so imagine the intensity...

It really makes Perez Hilton sound like a pussy.