Tonight was the first night of ballet class. It was fun, though not as effortful as I expected it to be. I'll probably be a little sore, but not crippled, which is what I expected to be. My flexibility is quite pathetic, and I felt fat and clunky, but I enjoyed it and am glad I went. And irishkate came back to the house with me afterward and we hung around and talked for a couple hours, which was nice, too. :)

Mom found some *gorgeous* fabric to make the HOUSE OF CARDS dress with:



Colors are reversed from the actual cover, but wow, that's going to be fantastic.

I'll talk about writing later when it's less depressing.

miles to Minas Tirith: 285