After picking up, fixing, changing tires, aligning, cleaning, waxing, shampooing, gassing my little purple truck (arg, I don't have the right hormones for car stuff...bleh), I came home in child-like protest. Thus, in retribution for my automobiley morning, I whittled away my entire afternoon on googling information about Michael Jackson and his death. Well, really, my main topic of search was 'Where will his children go?' Because I, Darcy Jo Gaugler Kaushagen, am (and have been for years, for pete's sake) very concerned for their well-being.
But alas, I simply got sucked into a Google wormhole of Jacko gossip and half-juicy tidbits of not-even-close-to-the-truth. (Would somebody please please please pen a tell-all?)
But seriously, doesn't it just irk you about you when you waste hours on (by "waste" I mean "secretly enjoy") something so truly inconsequential to your own life? But you kind of know you should stop even while you're doing it? Like why don't I stop watching this "Real Housewives of Orange County" marathon on Bravo? I am doubting Oprah wastes complete days on guilty pleasures.
Doesn't it chip away at ACTION or better yet, the BRAIN? And what does that say about a person, that this is something I enjoy? During this year, as I'm all enlightened-up by my lifestyle-enlightenment-ways, will I naturally renounce my reality T.V. watching?
Hmmm....to be continued....
Sooo....luckily, my 5x/week exercise goal was screaming in my face and I had to leave my surly den. Went to a hippie-dippy dance class in nearby La Jolla. It smelled like patchouli and dank sweat in the small, cramped room, lit with hot pink and green-covered flourescent lights. As we "free danced" to the latest 80's tunes, I might have smiled aloud just a couple of times as our instructor instructed us to "use the floor" as he twirled on his buttocks in half-circles.
Lest you find me unnecessarily close-minded to my new bright-eyed and welcoming friends and their uncoordinated rain dances, I leave you with this: After class, the instructor came up to me and said, "I'm glad you liked the class; I noticed you in the back there, totally into yourself."
2 comments:
oh my god that is SO Californian! What visuals you have given me today! YIKES (can't wait to see this for myself - how, oh how did you manage not to bust out laughing in the instructor's face?)
LOL! Seriously, very silly indeed. and while I thankfully held my composure while talking directly to him, I definitely giggled DURING class ;-)
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