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My parents are going to Paris in a week. They'll be visiting the Italian foreign exchange student that we hosted my junior year of high school. I have no desire to visit Paris, but it would be really nice to take a vacation. Somehow, New York in June seems very very far away. I wonder if Spamalot will still be running when I'm there?

PT progress: My arm still hurts. Maybe not as much as it did, but it's still uncomfortable. And for me, that probably means there's still significant damage. Today I'm going to start thinking about posture as much as possible. My PT yesterday noted that my trapezoids were super bunchy as if I hunched a lot. Life difficulties and an absolutely freezing office have, I think, taken a toll on my usual straight-back stature. I noticed the first thing I did this morning was slouch over my keyboard. That needs to stop. So, extra sweater: on! Scarf: on! Hat: on! We'll see if I still need the blanket after I finish my tea--and, as I take a sip, it's already a little cold. sigh

Heads up: Dancers at Aladdin Café Thursday, March 24. It's Spring Break, so it might be a fairly thin crowd. Good time to come since you might not have to fight for a table.

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OK, nope, blanket's getting put on. Brrr.