1 post tagged “les ballets trockadero”

Got awhile till I pick up Moshi so I'll recap the highs & lows of Fri/Sat.

Update: Picked Moshi up around 3am. Final bill was $545 (Ouch! - but sustainable). He's happy to be home & looks much better - but is depressed about the e-collar, Boo & Epsressa hissing at him, and being locked indoors.

• Late in the afternoon, Fri, I was told that a laser was repaired. Started testing. Got one table done. Laser error reappeared during second table. Got LIVID & packed up for the night. We've now lost approx 1 week of test time (2 or 3 testers per day) in an already overbooked schedule due to bugs, hardware issues, and inept repair techs. I hate the first week of testing!!

• Got to Carpenter Center, for Les Ballets Trockadero, just as the Out & About group was meeting up. Was disappointed that none of "my" boys were there. How can I think of myself as an A lister if I only ever hang out with D listers?
  
• Not spying any other women in our group, I asked if I was "the token fag hag" for the night. Was told no.
  
• Went inside theater, posed for pictures, and ran into a guy I met during the Jay Wiseman talk/demo at The Lair. Very surreal.
• Found my seat - excellent location (nearly dead center) but I was located with the 4 other women in the group. And I *was* the only fag hag.
• The woman next to me found EVERYTHING to be HYSTERICAL, EV-ER-Y-THING... and laughed LOUDLY to prove it. Annoying as hell. I debated about leaving at first intermission - especially as she read the program aloud to her partner - and continuously pointed out how funny all of that was too.
• By the end of the 2nd series of dances, the comedy had become predictable and boring. I realized I missed an entire movement because I had been thinking about what I could possibly eat when I got home. (the bland diet is making me crazy)
  
• At 2nd intermission, I decided to step out and debate between returning or going home. As I passed the clan of men I knew, I commented to one, "I love Ken but I might have to kill his friend" (the chick next to me). Ken replied, "Yeah, she's kind of..." And I replied, "Uh... yeah." Ken's friend asked what I was talking about. I explained the constant & inapprop laughing (should mention here that her partner left at 2nd intermission - to wait for her in the car.. also either annoyed or bored... or both). I said that if the lights dimmed she responded by laughing and saying "oh my gawd... they're soooo funny!" Ken, hearing this, replied, "oh, just think of it this way - she's just trying to out-bitch you." And that was my queue to go home... disappointed that my first night back out in the real world had been a total bust.
  
• Got home and ate "forbidden" food (microwave pasta in peanut sauce... sooo good) - knowing I'd pay for it later.
• Realizing that when go to workout in the morning, I should bring Coco a copy of the instructor demo she was in, I decided to double-check the one DVD I was able to burn. Not playable - unrecognized format (mpeg = unrecognizable?). Fuck it all.
• Went to bed
• Woke up and let cats out
• Woke up again and found head injury on Moshi. Decided it was okay to leave alone for awhile.
• Buttlagged too long and just barely got on the road with enough time to get to S Factor class in LA. Freeways were fine but street traffic was even worse than I remembered.
• Couldn't figure out where to park. Spotted someone who looked like an S student and got instructions.
• Got inside building and couldn't figure out where to go. Was escorted by a friendly student from the first floor studios to the stairs, up, around, down, back up, and around again - to the secret door to the 2nd floor studios. NEVER would have found it on my own. Seriously. NEVER.
  
• Had a really good class. Coco was a lot more mellow that I expected but that worked in my favor. Her warmup was not nearly as intense as what we do in OC (SF wasn't either, so maybe OC is overdoing it) - which left me with enough energy to dance more. Which was good cause she had us dance a LOT (free dance at end of warmup, pole tricks with dance between - no resting, and 3 warmup dances before our solo dance).
• Due to a wonderful feeling of anonymity, I attempted more tricks... and also did them better than I have in a long time (which really isn't saying much - but felt good - almost, but not quite, a breakthrough).
  
• I rec'd an incredible lap dance. It was, apparently, a huge break through for the chick who did it. So I guess my anonymity worked for her as well.
  
• Coco gave great feedback to all her students (though she went pretty easy on me). My fav moment: When she told me, "I see that you're very predatory... but then you'll pull back and act all 'come and get me'"... which is EXACTLY RIGHT. I've always done a predator/prey combo - but she's the first person to "get" it.
  
• HORRIBLE traffic home dashed any hopes of taking a full 8wk session up there - but I plan to go back. I'm considering, after tax time, squeezing a private 1:1 "intensive" into my budget (they're EXPENSIVE).
  

And the ER vet has called. The abscess wasn't as bad as it looked - more tissue swelling than actual infection - so Moshi doesn't need a drain and should heal up quickly. I'm off to get my baby and call it a night.