Much better!

I found a great cure for the blahs of a couple days ago. Dancing! This should not be a revelation to me, you'd think. But I'm older and lazier, and it takes a bit more motivation to get me out and *doing*. I badly needed to do something, though, and my best friend C. was being very persuasive, so I hauled myself out to the dance platform in Oak Park.

( Here be more on The Virtues of Exercise )

Random Fridayness

Heh. Just put a file to bed for one of my grad students... talk about a *perfect* file! Just four pieces of paper in it: the welcome letter, two emails about his final degree check, and the final memo declaring that all departmental requirements were met for the MA. He makes it look like a piece of cake -- bing, bang, boom, all done. Go you, kid.

Tomorrow I'm getting my hair cut and colored! Time to cover that widening streak of gray again. I'll let Michael go a little wilder, I think -- maybe I'll let him weave in some gold highlights, instead of keeping it so close to my natural brownish-blandish color. Maybe even a touch of that vibrant red that's so popular. Or -- ooooooh, shiny! Purple! *snicker* And hmmmm, how short should I go? An inch above the shoulder, or two? 'Cause I do not go any shorter than that, nuh uh. Not after that '60s mod cut in 6th grade *shudder*.

Vanity, thy name is shiredancer!!!