The Monsters of Rock(star) Weekend is almost upon us!

Systems are returning to normal.  I went to Crypt this week, had a great time talking, and did some dancing.  Last night I got back to the gym (much later than I wanted to), but had a good workout.  I'm dropping some routines, and adding others.  I'm noticing a little more evening out, so they dumbell isolations are working.  Excellent...  I picked up my skirt, after Annabell did some alterations on it, and it is fabulous!  The straps are wider and more tear resistant, and the best news of all is that it still fits.  It also goes very well with a top I almost never wear, so my ensemble for tonight is On.  Way On.

Tonight I'll spend a lot of time in the Back Bay:  dinner, a haircut, and the Ball.  Tomorrow I've got a tournament, then dancing at VI.  Somewhere in there will be sleep, and recovery, and the next harrowing chapter of Exalted.  There is no room for hesitation.  There is just a mountain of awesomness to be climbed.  Secure your boots.  Chalk up your hands.  Keep your eyes on the top.  Breathe deeply.

Go.

Cinematic Awesomeness

Each trailer I see for Xmen:the Last Stand sends my inner comic geek screaming with joy.  When I rediscovered comics late in high school, Uncanny X-Men was the gateway.  Seeing bits and pieces from the movies, especially the uses of mutant powers or scenes lifted right out of the comics, sets off little endorphin bombs of glee in my brain.

As for endorphin bombs of a different sort...

I finally watched Secretary last night.  Very good, very hot movie.  The hottest part of the movie for me?  The scene where Maggie Gyllenhall's hands are on the desk, and James Spader's hand is right next to hers.  After a point, Maggie's pinkie slides over and curls tightly around James' finger.  It's a subtle little thing, but it conveys so much hotness.  Yow.