Yester(day) was awful. But enough about that.

Every time I go to poi practice, I get one maneuver down that I learned the week before.  This week the dam broke.  My reverse figure eights were much smoother, and I picked up how to do a three beat reverse.  I started alternating them to strengthen both, and the instructor was very impressed I was able to do it with both hands.  Another asked me how I was doing it, and I did my best to show him.  When I told him this was my third class, he just stared at me, dumbfounded.  He then showed me this another new move that I don't have the lingo to describe, but was pretty cool.  I have a lot of stuff to pracitce for next week now.  I am still very far away from lighting anything on fire.

The club was a mixed bag moodwise (you may feign your surprise now), but i did get out and dance before the night was over.  S and I stayed up drinking more when we got home, and now here I am.  I thought I was nauseous this morning from drinking, but on further reflection it was from the vitamin I took with no food in my stomach.  Obviously, the moral is : vitamins are bad, and booze is good!