My Weekly Holiday

One interesting and kind of fun thing about working full time is the fact that there's a holiday every week - Friday. With such a widespread celebratory attitude pervading the working world, one can waste time, dawdle, cavort and leave for home early without being frowled at! Generally, when I have a propensity towards time-wasting, I think about our European counterparts, who work short days, take naps every afternoon and two months of vacation every year. And I know that when I'm productive, I'm Productive with a capital P. And thus, today! Friday! I am not Productive, or productive, even (but who knows, that could change after lunch!).

I did very little yesterday after work, and I'm pretty disgruntled about it. I breezed through the front door singing bad Portuguese and exclaiming to assorted felines, "I will not take a nap! No, I will go to the studio and do botafogos for two hours!" And what did I do? Fall into bed and boringly slumber for two hours. I woke up in a dour mood, had some coffee (I was just asking for a sleepless night), and scraped together a series of little snacks (I'm addicted to these) that would become my dinner. I read for awhile, and then I got up and lay in the courtyard on a stone bench in the darkness, listening to the crickets and the cicadas and the night wind and idly watching airplanes traverse the sky until I was downright sleepy... But then I came back inside and had such an entertaining, silly conversation with S that I didn't get to bed till around 11:30 anyways.

Kiska is finally, finally coming around. I've waited patiently for the day when she would greet me upon my sleepy 5:30 AM entrance into the kitchen with a happy meow and a friendly leg rub. Today was that day. <3

Opera tonight with a friend, 3-hour samba workshop on Saturday, 2-hour Standard lesson on Sunday, and then a potluck pool partay for a really, really awesome lady who will soon be moving to Florida! Busy busy! (I requested July 3rd off from work!)

If you would, send good vibes in my direction so I can reflect them upon a friend going through a hard time. If you want to bypass the reflection stage (who knows, I might steal a few bites of those good vibes!), send them directly to him.

Save a few good vibes just for me, too. Please. I may need them.