Contradictio in Terminis

Mom, Dad and I just got back from a showing of the 2011 CanAsian International Dance Festival at the Fleck Dance Theatre. It was awesome! The first part featured some traditional Korean dancing; the second part showed a woman's search for closure after the death of her master (the dancing was really powerful, IMHO, but I spent the entire thing praying for her strapless dress to just hold on a little longer); the third part featured a man with the most fantastic abs I've ever seen performing a routine in which he whirled like a dervish for 45 minutes. I don't know how to describe it, but it was massively impressive, and also somehow a commentary on meditation in motion. He had these amazing skirts that almost seemed to move of their own accord as he turned; he kept taking them on and off, and throwing the up in the air throughout the performance. But NGL, I was mostly distracted by his abs.

In conclusion: awesome.

Other awesome things that happened today included finally satisfying my craving for Dundas Pizza garlic bread. A;SLDFJKASDHGHGLLSDF I bought some for lunch today, and it was so good. Then cherishedsaulie  and I hit up the Eaton Centre, where it was determined that I should never be allowed out in public ever again. Not technically my fault, though: you would laugh maniacally and slightly hysterically too if you had seen the Evan Lysacek Is The Swan Queen shoop. IT WAS BEAUTIFUL AND MY LIFE IS NOW COMPLETE.

So yeah, repressing the morning incident, today was a good day.

Today was pretty successful, depending on how you look at it. Nav and I went shopping at the Cataraqui mall, and I came back with a hoodie, two shirts and a pair of fuzzy socks, not one item of which I bought at full price. Sweet deal.

Dear music_est_vita: if you read this, we must go clubbing. Because my new shirt is red and it fucking sparkles.

There was a fundraiser going on for the Queen's chapter of "Massacure", wherein people donated money to the Make A Wish Foundation to have their heads shaved and/or to shave someone else's head. The shaved hair was donated to Angel Hair, to make wigs for children with cancer. I was going to do it, but apparently my hair isn't long enough; they need at least 10 inches. I was pretty bummed about that, not gonna lie; now I have to wait another year. (But perhaps it is for the best: my Oma surely would have disowned me if I'd come home for Reading Week bald.)

In other news, I just got back from grocery shopping, and am now contentedly OM NOM NOMING granola bars. (om nom nom)