forecast: partly cloudy
sporting some FABULOUS red stilettos today, which make me feel rather spindly. ankle-breakage might be on the horizon, which would be quite tragic as I have my brown belt test coming up (eek!!) and surfing/tennis/belly dancing lessons to attend.

If you think the last entry (on failure, not shoes) is rather pointed, you'd be right. This medium is so limiting; I have a lot to comment on the world, but have to edit most of it for the sake of other people's feelings. I'm opinionated, but tactful (i'd like to think!). There are a few subjects on my mind that I can't even generalize like that last one because it would be too obvious of a calling-out on certain situations. But that last one... I doubt the person it is directed at will even flicker with recognition. I also find it amusing that no one else comments when I write things like that, as if your parents are arguing, and you don't know where to look or what to say, only hope that it passes soon.

It's okay to admit your uncomfortable once in a while.

I have to bring to light a strange phenomenon in my life: I've had 8 people in the last 2 weeks comment on my singleness. 2 of those people are in Japan, which adds to the peculiarity of the situation, if only for the fact that its not like all these commentators could have held a summit meeting about it. I'm thinking the Venus/Sun tapdance may have influenced my aura, giving off a glowing "I'M SINGLE" sign that everyone but my mirror can see? Not sure what's going on, exactly, and even worse, not sure how to deal with it, as I've never felt so attacked or accused before on what I consider a non-issue. So let it go, folks, and take comfort in my ability to take care of myself.