Err- Purple Rhinoceri? Aka, I'm out of good subject lines again....

So we did finally meet with the landlady, who seemed pretty approving of us- she's just sending the forms and stuff to our folks, and then we should be able to get together and sign a lease. I'm pretty happy about it- it's nice to have something at least mostly settled. Amy and Marrisa are a bit more bouncy about it, so that rubs off some, and well, I can also be calm without feeling like it's an anticlimax.

The BORG meeting was decent- we did prompts, which in and of itself worked pretty well. I don't particularly like, or feel comfortable, writing fiction, which made it rather awkward for me, but I think I wrote something that at least inspired a brief laugh. But it lacked the inspiration involved in writing poetry when it comes out well, or a good essay (well, in spurts for the essay). It definitely took folks a while to get used to the whole quiet/writing mode, but it seemed to work eventually. It's the sort of thing that definitely works, and should be done again- but not too often. It's funny how BORG dynamics and activities work. Besides reading short stories and discussing them, most of our activities brush on some other group's turf, or some other sort of group's turf: writing exercises (a creative writing club), games (BSCF), plays (the assorted theater groups), radio dramas (the radio station, I guess, or the theater groups again)...

And then an obsessive hamentaschen baking- which produced fewer cookies than I'd have hoped, but oh well. But they exist, and they taste like hamentaschen, and some of them even Look like hamentaschen, so it's close enough to a success for my book.

Swing rehearsal was fairly productive- not a lot of actual new stuff covered, but they caught zodiacmg and I up on the material they covered on Monday, at the rehearsal we didn't need to be at, minus the lift, which I learned and he didn't. It's a rather confusing sensation, but well- it's nice to know that it's something I *can* do, that most of my stuff about being too heavy for it was just my own projection and anxiety talking. I can't quite picture it- one of those things I persuade my body to do and shut my brain off for. Unfortunately, after that we were running a turn that I'm not Super familiar with, and I just got really dizzy, had to sit down- and within about 15 minutes, I had a really stuffy nose and a cold. The most dramatic cold-onset I've had. WEird body. TOday it's much less dramatic- just there and sort of annoying.

Err- Purple Rhinoceri? Aka, I'm out of good subject lines again....

So we did finally meet with the landlady, who seemed pretty approving of us- she's just sending the forms and stuff to our folks, and then we should be able to get together and sign a lease. I'm pretty happy about it- it's nice to have something at least mostly settled. Amy and Marrisa are a bit more bouncy about it, so that rubs off some, and well, I can also be calm without feeling like it's an anticlimax.

The BORG meeting was decent- we did prompts, which in and of itself worked pretty well. I don't particularly like, or feel comfortable, writing fiction, which made it rather awkward for me, but I think I wrote something that at least inspired a brief laugh. But it lacked the inspiration involved in writing poetry when it comes out well, or a good essay (well, in spurts for the essay). It definitely took folks a while to get used to the whole quiet/writing mode, but it seemed to work eventually. It's the sort of thing that definitely works, and should be done again- but not too often. It's funny how BORG dynamics and activities work. Besides reading short stories and discussing them, most of our activities brush on some other group's turf, or some other sort of group's turf: writing exercises (a creative writing club), games (BSCF), plays (the assorted theater groups), radio dramas (the radio station, I guess, or the theater groups again)...

And then an obsessive hamentaschen baking- which produced fewer cookies than I'd have hoped, but oh well. But they exist, and they taste like hamentaschen, and some of them even Look like hamentaschen, so it's close enough to a success for my book.

Swing rehearsal was fairly productive- not a lot of actual new stuff covered, but they caught zodiacmg and I up on the material they covered on Monday, at the rehearsal we didn't need to be at, minus the lift, which I learned and he didn't. It's a rather confusing sensation, but well- it's nice to know that it's something I *can* do, that most of my stuff about being too heavy for it was just my own projection and anxiety talking. I can't quite picture it- one of those things I persuade my body to do and shut my brain off for. Unfortunately, after that we were running a turn that I'm not Super familiar with, and I just got really dizzy, had to sit down- and within about 15 minutes, I had a really stuffy nose and a cold. The most dramatic cold-onset I've had. WEird body. TOday it's much less dramatic- just there and sort of annoying.