Normally, I'd probably have a lot more to say about this body-paint celebration, but considering I was heading back home to meet Vin so I could practice reiki on him, I've
(Cast from the land of certainty into the gentler land of not-knowing!)
Davo came back to mine for a few days on Tuesday. We spent the afternoon designing fliers to try to get more people to come to our new weekly dance party....
...we had a myofascial trigger point party and used foam rollers and lacrosse balls to find all our horrible muscle knots. (I do this for at least an hour every day).
On Saturday afternoon, Grant moved into my apartment. He'd sublet his apartment for the summer and needed a place to crash for a few days before leaving heading of to Vancouver. That means hot licks...
Monday morning visitor! Grant gets up early to do a 10k run - usually he stops at my apartment at the 5k mark to have a coffee and a chat before he runs home.
I'm alway asking Meredith to walk or kneel on muscle knots in my back and over the years she's gotten real good at it. Ellen had a sore mid-back and so Mer went to work.
After getting parked and unpacked, we ordered pickup from Wacky Wok (which Brett paid for with $40 he found sitting in the ATM cash tray at the restaurant! Score!)
I was feeling a little run down on Thursday so I decided to take a day off from work. (Not much to do while waiting for user-feedback to rack up over the next few days)
Home sweet home! The first thing I did was bring my bike back downstairs and lock it up on the street. (Not really practical to keep a bike indoors where we live.)
Grant, Leigh, Meredith and Sarah (none of whom were super-pleased with my decision to move) came over to my apartment early to give me a series of presents they'd named "The New Yorker in San Franciso Survival Kit." My interest was piqued.
