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What this morning's twitter would have been:
6:30 Thought I was getting sick, but I'm feeling good, and it's nice out.
6:35 Except for mosquitoes! Deploying coat and hat!
6:50 ...leaving my throat and ankles unprotected. Chen is acquiring new clearing moves.
7:00 Gah! This ahimsa thing just isn't working for me! I would make a lousy Jain.
7:10 What, did I say that I was at the top of the food chain?!
7:20 Cadmus, do mosquitoes have a Buddha nature? Meeting class at gym...
Really, it wasn't that bad. Probably less than ten bites total (mostly along my mastoid processes). And I've gotten good at grabbing mosquitoes out of the air (I've been practicing on fruit flies - mosquitoes are easy). But a few too many instances of feel something near my ear, brushing it away, and coming away with a giant smears of blood on my hand... Usually there's enough wind to confuse them. Foo.
B is teaching me all kinds of weird capoeira cartwheel things (though![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
harleybitch, I see your point about running into your students in the locker room...) Now I just need to start dropping back into bridge again. I know I can do it, but that little voice that's insisting that we're going to break our neck and die!!! just won't shut up.
6:30 Thought I was getting sick, but I'm feeling good, and it's nice out.
6:35 Except for mosquitoes! Deploying coat and hat!
6:50 ...leaving my throat and ankles unprotected. Chen is acquiring new clearing moves.
7:00 Gah! This ahimsa thing just isn't working for me! I would make a lousy Jain.
7:10 What, did I say that I was at the top of the food chain?!
7:20 Cadmus, do mosquitoes have a Buddha nature? Meeting class at gym...
Really, it wasn't that bad. Probably less than ten bites total (mostly along my mastoid processes). And I've gotten good at grabbing mosquitoes out of the air (I've been practicing on fruit flies - mosquitoes are easy). But a few too many instances of feel something near my ear, brushing it away, and coming away with a giant smears of blood on my hand... Usually there's enough wind to confuse them. Foo.
B is teaching me all kinds of weird capoeira cartwheel things (though
harleybitch, I see your point about running into your students in the locker room...) Now I just need to start dropping back into bridge again. I know I can do it, but that little voice that's insisting that we're going to break our neck and die!!! just won't shut up.
