I went to restorative yoga monday evening. it was absolutely lovely, i might do it again. i was actually really frustrated doing it and needed a cigarette right quick. I think i spend too much time in my head and focused on my body outside of instructed meditation. putting aside my internal anger, the experience was very relaxing. it was raining when we left. our poor instructor drove her scooter to the studio! what a trendy bitch. anywho, rain rain rain fa deyz. cra cra lightning, WHITE OUT, hail, rain, car accident. every speck of tension immediately returned to my body as some old ass douche bag drove his 90's pedovan into the side of our car. We were all fine and chain smoked about it as we waited for the sexy cop and tow truck. I find myself walking through the projects of northern kentucky with my jordache carpet bag hoisted onto my back while i dodge puddles and bullets in my yogawear. We got back to the house and had a merry time.
I went to the park yesterday with my best boy friend and Jojo, a chihuahuahua dog. we ate sandwiches and layed on the benches then left and watched three movies.
Autism the Musical is wonderful. The realest bitch I've ever seen talks about the depreciated value of an autistic life and its fucking crazy true:factual:raw and i love it. the movie was very enjoyable.
i drove my best boy friend to school across the riv' this morn. i don't mind doing it, but i don't have to. i'm nice.
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