One more week of school

Bleh. Don't want to type more. But that's stupid because my tests are due at the end of this week or early next week.

I sort of think I've got the 3-beat weave down. To quote a funny-looking alien: "control, control, you must learn control." Like my behind-the-back butterflies when I was first learning, I seem to have trouble with the aim of my left hand. Curse my right-handedness! Curse my lack of ambidexterity! Basically, I can do a 2-beat weave in my sleep and I can go into a 3-beat weave for about two rotations. Then my left poi either lightly brushes the side of my head or smashes into my crotch at full throttle. If you have to limp away, you're probably firedancing incorrectly.

Still, I think it's coming along. We're going to start actual choreography next weekend in all likelihood.

I can't wait for tomorrow night: I'm positively itching to get back on the trampoline at Turner's and get some frontflips in. I think I know what how to do them better. Hopefully this is a case where my imagination and mind's eye correspond with reality.

Um... Mow? It feels like I should have something more to say... Like I'm forgetting something. Ah well.