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[Feb. 7th, 2002|06:20 pm] |
There's a thread that's been started here in Lee's journal.
The important stuff has been/will be said there.
I sent in my proposal for the term project. Looks hopeful---the grad student seemed interested. That's good.
Talked to this girl named Stacy who used to bake cookies for everyone in the building every Thursday. She talked a lot about herself, I talked a bit about myself. Nothing deep, meaningful or special. But I had company for lunch. That was good.
I am, however, worried about Lee. She's gone back into "super-morbid" mode, a la last December.
You know, I never used to be able to identify with those guys who castrated themselves.
Time to go to jujutsu and ask sensei about the arm. I suppose I'll run stairs at MSB if all else fails.
*sigh*. Feeling rather "blah" now. Like drained, but without any real reason to be. I suppose I'll know more when I get back from wherever and see how Lee is feeling.
Of the delights of this world, man cares most for sexual intercourse, yet he has left it out of his heaven. --Twain |
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[Feb. 7th, 2002|09:35 pm] |
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Okay, sensei passed his verdict on the shoulder. He says I strained my triceps, not the rotator cuff. Hence, I trained this evening. I think tonight was a "sick" night. Hopefully this'll be gone tomorrow---I was a little runny-nosed yesterday, and today was a sore throat-runny nose-achy joints day. Tomorrow should be a repeat of yesterday, right? Right? The disease declines as it appeared? *hopes*
Sensei told me that the closed guard is essentially useless. Since this is my primary ground-fighting tactic, this came as somewhat of a surprise. The closed guard provides position and control---the two things needed before submission. He says it opens up the body for striking and precludes any sweeps, and is thus useful only as a stalling tactic. And this after I've developed a uniquely powerful and tight closed guard.
Well, it's unique to me.
The shoulder didn't get aggravated, I don't think. I took some falls on it, but didn't extend it anywhere that was sore. I caught a classmate with a surprisingly potent kidney punch during distance-fighting that was supposed to be a light tap. Luckily sensei didn't come over and demand his thirty squat jumps.
It still feels like the problem is joint-y, but he says it's muscle-y, so...
And what of the really important stuff? You know, the local eight hundred pound pink gorilla?
As far as I can tell, Lee is running errands and hasn't said anything to me. I'd like to know where I stand with her. And so, I'm feeling a bit worried. |
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