Tuesday, January 25, 2005
FULL MOON MANANA
But it might as well be today.
First I wore tight black cords to teach yoga. Oops.
When I came out the front bumper was hanging off the car; apparently a FedEx truck had hit it.
As soon as I got home the cat launched into its backwards walking and vomiting routine.
I forgot a lunch date with Tam-Tam.
And later the chiro called to tell me I'd missed a 3:45 appointment.
On the way to class my water bottle opened and soaked the entire contents of my Saka messenger bag.
While teaching that night I could not tell left from right.
And on the way home the food I was carrying leapt from my hand and launched itself across the greasy, shiny street.
And the full moon is TOMORROW.
...or is it?