Just another morning of trying to learn back handsprings in Gymnastics. Coach Shawn says, in terms of fluidity, I'm more like Bolo Yueng, but now I have to be more like Bruce Lee.
SHAWN: You guys are like baby rattle snakes. An adult rattle snake will bite you just enough. But a baby rattle snake will bite you and release all of it's venom into you because it can't control it. You need to learn control.
He also had a metaphor about being like water flowing through rocks to help deal with my muscularity getting in the way of my flexibility.
The chick who hands out Communion during the afternoon mass at church is in my database. She's a white girl with shoulder-length, light brown hair and light eyes.
Faith was working at Brookstone, her hair looking messy. Jazz was working at Red Robin. I almost didn't see her as she was tying her hair as I walked by. She tied all of her hair back as opposed to her bangs normally falling to the left. It was nice seeing her whole face for once. That's in my database. When I passed by Brookstone again, Faith tied her hair and looked neater. Database as well.
Mommy and I ate at Outback Steakhouse. Mommy's favorite waitress Lindsay was there, but Lindsay was working on the opposite side of the room from where my mommy likes to be seated (and where she always demands to be seated). Nevertheless, Lindsay is renewed in my database. Also, that hostess who looks like that pornstar whose name I can't remember was there. Yay database.
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