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blargh. i'm sitting here, at 6:30am on easter sunday, trying to figure out how i'm going to get through a hell-session with my trainer when i'm nursing a raging cold. i have one hour to get healthy and rally myself to the gym so that he can kick my ass for an hour. D is in the other room, snoring to beat the band... between his snoring and my virus-induced wheezing all night, we sounded like two old fogies. hehe

the weekend has been lovely, despite being sick. friday night my girlfriend T and i went to the b-side for a couple of drinks, and D and some of his friends met up with us. we managed to eventually wrangle a couple of seats at the bar, and our little group crowded around and spent the next couple of hours having a ball. once again, i was reminded of why i'm falling so hard for D... he was so much fun to hang out with, and talked to everyone effortlessly. and any time he'd break off into a conversation with someone else he knew (he's been a b-side regular for years), he'd be right back with a gentle hand on my knee or kiss on the top of my head, those little subtle cues that show everyone "i'm with her". it was so sweet.

yesterday was a mish-mosh of things close to home... brunch at the joshua tree, shooting pool over awesome coffee at diesel, a couple of errands in the square, exploring all the nooks and crannies of the tiny, crammed-to-bursting italian food store around the corner. by mid-afternoon my cold was at full throttle, so we hung out at home and pored over my music and books, switching CDs every few songs as the conversation changed. dinner was at fugakyu (best sushi EVER), and then back home so i could fall asleep as we watched the first 2 of the "up" documentary series, "7 up" and "7 plus 7", on DVD. it was just... such a fun day. i love having him here, love how comfortable i feel with him, love that every moment i'm learning a hundred more things about him as our conversations evolve.

what i DON'T love is that i have to sign off now and head to the gym. i wanna pop some cold medicine and get back into bed with a book while he snores away. *achoo*

what we have here is a failure to communicate.

i got out of the hell workout, thank god. i got to the gym at 7:50 (it opens, and my training session was, at 8am) and saw my trainer there waiting with about 20 other people to be let in. as i walked over to him, he looked me up and down... "wait, what's wrong?" he asked. "i'm sick as a dog," i told him. he looked me up and down again: "you look like crap." at least i looked the part. so instead of killing me for an hour, he said he didn't want to push me and we should reschedule. i decided to do a light half-hour walk on the treadmill (hell, i was there), so as we walked in i told him how much pain i've been in after our workouts. without being too accusatory, i asked him if there was any way he could cut back on the intensity a teeny bit, so that i still have the ability to do cardio, namely dancing, the rest of the week.

he looked me right in the eye and replied, "well sure. but remember jenn, every time you come here to work with me, your first words to me are, 'BRING IT.'"

oh, oops. i guess i need to cut down on the posturing. *grin*

i should be doing work right now, or getting my nails done in the square. but i feel like such crap, i don't want to do anything. *sigh* i hate being sick.

music meme to help me ignore the sickies

1. total volume of music on my computer - 1.14 GB. hrm, i think i need to step up and do some downloadin'.

2. the last CD i bought was - eek. i so rarely buy CDs... it was either "comfort eagle" by cake (because i'd seen them live and wanted some of the stuff i'd heard) or "baduism" by erykah badu (because i left it in a rental car and can't live without listening to it once a week).

3a. the last song i listened to before writing this was - "hawaiian war chant" by big kahuna and the copa cat pack. D and i listened to the whole CD yesterday, and i have him totally hooked.

3b. song playing right now - nothin'.

4. five songs i listen to a lot or that mean a lot to me:
* "rimshot" by erykah badu - for 2 reasons... first, every time i hear it, i think of a johnny lloyd hip-hop lindy workshop i took many, many years ago... he used that song in the class, and it was the first time i saw someone blend 2 forms of dance so beautifully... it really spoke to me and changed my whole view of swing dancing. and second, her voice is so hypnotic and soulful... i completely mellow out every time i listen to it.

* "trumpet" by josh clayton-felt - there's a long story that goes with this. in the early 90s, i was working at a radio station in philadelphia (that was recently bought out and the format changed, grrr). we used to always get new artists coming in to play live in our conference room... it was a way of labels getting stations to play their new talent on-air. so one day this gorgeous guy was brought in to play, josh clayton-felt, who used to be in the band School of Fish. this was his first solo album. but i wasn't able to stay and listen, because i was on my way out to meet with a client. when i got back to the station, everyone raved about him... so i scored some tickets to see him live that weekend opening for del amitri (*gag*) at a club in delaware. from the first note he hit on that stage, i was hooked... never in my life had someone's music hit me as powerfully and suddenly as his did that night. the next morning i bought his CD, and it's all i listened to for months. it became the soundtrack for my life at the time, and has so many memories associated with it -- one night, one of my girlfriends and i went to a local krispy kreme to hang out for a bit, and i thought the manager was really cute and sweet... so i left him a note on our table, written on the back of my business card, and my friend and i raced across the street in my car to sit in a dark parking lot, watching what would happen through the krispy kreme windows in the distance. an employee found the note and brought it to him, as my friend and i sat across the street in my car and screamed our heads off like teenagers, with josh's CD blaring through the speakers. (no, the manager and i never dated. he was engaged. oops.) anyway, years later, i moved to boston, and one day decided to look josh up online. turns out he had moved up here, and i was thrilled, thinking of all the gigs i could see him at. but then i discovered why he was here -- he had moved back in with his family, so that he could die at home of cancer at 33 years old. it was completely tragic, and i'm sickened to think of all the music we'll never hear from him. his first solo album is brilliant and fun and haunting and original, and it'll be one of my favorites for the rest of my life.

* "be my number two" by joe jackson - it reminds me of the summer of 1988, dating the guy who i had considered to be the love of my life. it was on our favorite CD, and we listened to it all summer... it was romantic and beautiful and said a lot about our romance. every time i hear it, i think about being 17 and in love, kissing him under the stars in the back seat of his parents' car, and the smell of the clean summer air and his cologne.

* "cosmic girl" by jamiroquai - they just completely rock my world, and this song is so much fun. i *squoosh* them so much.

* "fairground" by simply red - first of all, because i want to have mick hucknall's nappy-red-headed babies. second, because this whole album is, to me, total sex music, and this song is one of the best on the album -- driving percussion, yet a smooth melody and vocals... makes you really imagine you're at a carnival on a warm summer night.

5. which 5 people are you passing this baton on to, and why?
weezerthe1 - 'cause i have no idea what her musical tastes are.
thetech - ditto.
mugsy1274 - 'cause he owns everything.
naughtyboy - 'cause he's my favorite DJ, and he'll probably think this is a pain in the ass. *taunt*
menschenjaeger - anyone who appreciates my soup collection must have cool music.