Darjeeling Green

I am full of eggplant parmesan and honeyed tea.
It's a delicious combination.



I don't understand this public outcry over my temporary sobriety.
- Yo Peeps
I know my witty write-ups of the local liquor have become your lifeblood,
but here's news if you've never met me:
I have a problem with Moderation.
- Just, as a concept. As an abstract. Fuck! As applicable in ANY aspect of my life.-
(and by problem, I mean, I'm physically incapable of being moderate)

So this idea I have to take care of my body -
you know, Sleep more, Eat balanced meals, Not work myself until I'm totally exhausted every day -
This is a good idea. A Good Life Decision.
(a GLD if you will. - Which you will.)


SO -
For the moment. My "glasses" will contain tea.
I'm up to like, at least 3 (if not 5) a day.
(what did I JUST say about moderation?)



Class with our new Commedia teacher - Marcello - is trucking along. He looks like a little Italian Teddy bear, and speaks entirely in l'Italiano. I am working through Capitano and masked-Columbina. So much fun! My group this afternoon will present our version of Twelfth Night with 3 Commedia characters called Fort Night. We are up to 7 hours a day of classes, but the challenge of trying to put up skits which are both technically correct in the mask work and commedia work, and not just comprehensible, but funny in 2 languages, is an interesting one. And Friday I will learn to dance the Tarantella with Gianni. (Oooooh. I can't even wait! Gianni! *sigh*)

Now,
I got my camera finally. So I will start posting some pics. I took a whole bunch while I went for my morning run yesterday. Keep checking in to SEE what I've been talking about all this time.