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*snickers* Kristin Chenoweth, you're my hero. Now if only I could sing like you, too.

Also, I'm rapidly falling madly in love with Spring Awakening, in particular "Mama Who Bore Me." Guh, those drums. And those high notes. Guh. (Also the conductor in that one cracks me up. She's having so much fun! Ditto the chick with the loose hair stage left.)

( Also, that AFI movie meme )

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If I say that it's miserably hot up here, and then add that it's in the mid-70's, will I get a lot of "Psssh"s? 'Cause I wouldn't blame you.

Regardless, it's miserably hot -- literally. I woke up this morning looking forward to the day, and then the heat hit and I wanted to curl up and die. Karate was even worse, because the dojo's warm normally, then you add outside heat and hard working, and ugh.

A good point about karate, though: Another class gone without using my inhaler because I was breathing fine through the whole thing. :D

Even better point about karate: one of my less favorite senpais came up to me as I was sweeping the mats after class and said "So are you going to keep doing karate in Pittsburgh?"

"Well, I'll try, if I can find a dojo."

"There's not a club there already?"

"Not as far as I know. I didn't have time to look this summer."

"Well, you could start one."

". . . What?"

He explained that, well, yeah -- I'm a black belt, after all, and I'm not different from other black belts trained by Mr. Tanaka who've left the state and started dojos. And no, he told me when I asked, I don't need a special license to give out belts or anything -- it's called my black belt certificate, and as long as I'm sanctioned by Mr. Tanaka, no problem.

"And you know what they'd call you?" he added.

". . . Senpai?"

"Nope. Sensei."

Which turned out to be a ridiculously good temptation.

I doubt I'm gonna have time to start my own mini-dojo; but knowing that I could teach other people and stay in practice . . .

Cool thought.