In John Mayer's "Why Georgia Why" he describes his day as "The kind of morning that lasts all afternoon." Enduring my first Monday at work in many weeks, I feel like I am enduring a morning that's lasting well into the afternoon...which is funny, because I have awoken eagerly at 7am every day for the last week and even made my bed! But--alas--Monday's seem to have this powerful grip that is entirely their own...and so far, in the climactic fight of Heather v. Monday (1/10/05), Monday is winning.
This haggard morning is aided by my extremely sore abdominals. Last Thursday, Corrie and I applied for membership to the Stillaguamish Athletic Club, and two days after my Saturday morning Pilates class, I can STILL feel it! Euk!
This evening commences Girls' Bible Study again, and since we haven't met as a Girl's Group since our sleepover on December 3rd, I will be very happy to see them. We're going to be doing a comtemplative prayer service from the Book of Uncommon Prayer, taking most of our evening to specifically reflect and pray for Tsunami victims.
On a completely different tangent, on Saturday night, I paid a visit to the Seattle Center, specifically to visit the Pink Floyd Laser Light Show at the Pacific Science Center. My roommate and several members of her brother's bridal party and I were absorbed in the pounding rhythms of "The Wall" while watching some very crazy psychadelic laser lights action. I realized that I am glad that I have never been under the influence of any illegal substances, because the laser light show was as close to insanity as I ever care to be. Also--since they gave us free tickets to the U2 Laser Light Show, if you're come and visit me, I will take you there for free.
Monday, January 10, 2005
Monday morning is taking all day.
Posted by hmb at 11:29 AM
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I think I saw that same show in the planetarium at the Indianapolis Children's Museum. I vaguely remember smelling a potent odor after the lights when out, being mesmorized by the flashing lights and then I didn't remember about the last 30 minutes of it. Kind of a weird feeling...I'm with you Heather. No substance abuse for me, thank you.
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