My eyelid is swoolen. I think I might have some kind of strep. I'm going to the doctor this afternoon.

The movable type conversion isn't happening as fast or easy as I'd like. Maybe after I get back from the doctor I'll work on it some more. On the other hand, I have a character here that is almost to level 10!

I'm trying to import into mt.

Just had a 2 minute "team meeting" to announce the firing of a co-worker. (His last day was yesterday.) He's not dead, but I'll mourn his passing anyway. Nice start to this particuarly rainy and misserable day.

On the plus side, he "willed" me his java books and Pessimism poster!

He's in a better place, believe me.

While I'm talking about juggling, let me say that it's a mixed bag. Like anything you do, you're good at it sometimes, and other times you just suck.

Tonight I was ok. Sunday, I was terrible.

Sunday afternoon, I went to see cirque again. 2 for 1 tickets courtesy of dan, who worked as an usher. Awesome, awesome, awesome. Made me want to do something, anything, for cirque du soleil. I would run lights, sound, backstage makeup, clean the theater, or be a fucking usher... just made me want to be a part of it.

But then we bustled out to fest right after, brought along my friend Kristin to watch me play volley club. I sucked. No, to say I sucked is an understatement. To do badly, you have to at least DO. I just didn't. I basically just stood there and dropped the club whenever it came to me.

It's like a performance, volley club. And I choked, big time.

Anyway, tonight was practice. Monday nights at the neverthriving.

I played some good combat, and flashed six balls a few more times. I don't really know why I care, but suddenly I really want to be able to do six balls. It's just that one tiny step more impressive than five, and all of a sudden--for the first time--it seems remotely possible... remotely.

So yeah, performance sucks. But I would give my left leg to be a part of cirque du soleil. Go figure.