(This title should evoke images of Tomo arriving to class late, punishing herself by holding buckets of water out in the hallway, and eventually drenching herself with said buckets of water.)

Today was a bad day, all in all. I woke up late, dragged everywhere, and discovered that caffeine only provided me with jitters—no energy. I ended up censoring documents like a mofo at work—a glamorous way of saying I was cutting out extraneous data from sheets of paper and then photocopying what remained—and in doing so wore out my hand. Completely. (If I had tried to switch hands, I’d also be complaining about having cut myself.)

Then, this evening, I elected to go to the weekly ballroom dance practice at the worst possible moment: between my car and the Women’s Building (where the practice is held) I got more wet than pretty much any other time in my life. Lots and lots of rain. Soaked through my shoes, and drenched my pant legs.

Once I got to the practice, I received an impromptu lesson in Night Club Two Step. (I’d later watch others doing the two step, and be again amazed by how many moves carry over between dances.) Robin and I then discovered that my waltz skills have grown stale; I can still do a barrel roll (I was so proud when I finally perfected that move!), but the fancier roll-away move (I forget its name) wasn’t very smooth. I think I have it figured out again, now. Good thing, since there’s an Official Ballroom Dance coming up this Sunday. Further observation earned me the ability to chain a hammerlock into a double-spin—handy, since the only thing I know to do after a hammerlock is to reverse my way out of it.

And now for something completely different:

Why? Why not?, I ask. Behold the splendor of my desktop! Marvel at how clean it is! Gasp in awe at my inability to break an ancient habit (back when RAM was less bountiful) of quitting applications when I’m done using them! Follow the link to get yourself a copy of the very nice Mahoromatic wallpaper! (Bonus, if you’re clever: Recognize how much time I waste typing away at these silly blog entries!)

And if you want to expand your mind rather than behold, marvel, and gasp in awe, you may read a brief story (pointed out to me by Andy) stating that there appears to be a correlation between surgeons playing video games and performing better during surgeries. Note how the domain name is planetgamecube.com, and then note the sly Monkey Ball reference inserted into the article. That’s solid reporting.