A Word A Day Keeps the Dr. Away: let's just say...

6/2/11

let's just say...

Let’s just say you never realize you’re out of breath until after those two minutes of jamming.

p.s. I’ve started to dream about derby…a lot actually.

Oh and f.y.i, I started skating Fresh Meat for Treasure Valley Roller Girls. I need not rave about how much roller derby means to me. I’m sure you are sick of hearing about it. But it looks like I will be able to draft in August and hopefully will make the travel team. OooooooH and I can now officially tell you that my skate name is Lemon Harangue Die (#3.14). However I’ve been kicking around Mo’Mayhem for awhile, but I think it’s already been taken. Frown face :(

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Eat My Words

I was once prescribed to keep a journal. I was told, write anything down- mundane occurrences, incoherent thoughts, complete nonsense- ramble on and on if I must. I did such and quickly found "what a power there is in words; later for those who hear them, but first for the one who finds them; a healing power, a solution, like the breaking of a barrier" [ayn rand]. I learned that "it helps to write it down even if you then cross it out" [nada surf]. I mean, think about it...most great authors wrote from a place of pain, their words laden with suffering, but through this inked art form I would like to think that a shred of health and sanity was salvaged just by sharing their words. and to that I dedicate this blog.