Back still hurts today, maybe I should consider not taking the hardest classes two months after starting...who'da thunk. Spent most of the day playing my delicious computer game and reading. January-March is a really hard time for people like me who slave away on the stilts and act like idiots for money and the merriment of others. No one has jobs ( Read more... )

I threw my back out in yoga tonight...Ow. My teacher was nicknamed 'Killer' by his teacher. There's a reason. The dog is still bleeding. I leave for Wroclaw in a few days to go to those pantomime workshops. Two weeks away from Warsaw and the Boy...good and bad ( Read more... )

you are darkviolet
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Your dominant hues are blue and magenta. You're the one who goes to all the parties but doesn't quite fit in at every one... you know what you want, but are afraid of what the world might think of it. You're a little different and that's okay with them, and if you're smart it's okay with you too.

Your saturation level is ( Read more... )

Yes, going back for school. its official...whoopie. I'm staying with a good friend whom I met while I was working there, it will be really nice to see her again. Back to biscuity things...mmm...starchy ( Read more... )

Ah, the smell of non port city air. It's nice to be back. Bartek and I are typing diligently away on our repective computers in our respective office/ corners of the living room. There's something so peaceful about it ( Read more... )

Unbelievable, Gdansk is unbelievable. It's this old port city that has architecture from every country that was a major sea power in modern history, not half as many communist blocs as warsaw and the baltic sea is right there. The work is going so well. Everyone is starting to come together, working, sleeping in the same room, eating, and playing ( Read more... )

The big problem with being in Poland is that I have very little life outside my relationship (Bartek and I live together and work together) this is nice but I need something that is totally mine. My work. My thing. A thing that is nothing but biscuit. That and the language barrier. I have not been as industrious at learning polish as I could have ( Read more... )

I get home early from Mime class tonight. A complete first as my teacher, a very talented and well respected actor in Poland albeit an egotistical prick, thinks that it is a true gift to be able to watch his rehersals and that sitting on your ass for an hour and a half listening to him babble more than reherse is a blessing of the highest order ( Read more... )

So I was out walking the dog this evening...I live in the southern part of warsaw in a neighborhood that is made entirely of prefabricated 8 to 15 storey concrete high rises from the days of communism, and i can't tell whether the novelty hasn't worn of or what (the novelty seems to wear off damn fast during wintertime in northern Europe) but I ( Read more... )

I spent the day today staring bleary-eyed at my computer trying to acertain the differences in an aromatherapy degree from the US as opposed to one from the UK. Fascinating I know, well for me it was. The idea of going to school in England is kind of exciting. I have this great excuse once a month to get out of Warsaw and fully indulge my holistic ( Read more... )