If you could spit your morning cappachino all over the Egyptian sky, then you could mimic everyday the weather that we have here now. It's nice temperature wise, but the sky is heavily caffeinated.

Were going to see the Sufi dancers tonight which are called The Whirling Dervishes, and they look like this. I'm exited for the sheer possibility that they just might need a audience member to participate, and in that case...screw women and children first, this closet dancer is rushing to get chosen. I even have a witty comment all ready just in case. I'll say (acting surprised - of course, and addressing the audience) "Behold my fellow Egyptians...for what your about to witness is a dervishing whirl honed and crafted in middle America!!!" Everyone will laugh (even though you didn't) and shower me with love and gifts. I can see it now.

*snap* (awake from state of exaltation)

ok, sooooo class was fine today, and everthing that should be properly in place amongst my orbit of small things...is - so I'll get on to the obligatory ending of my blogs, and be on with business, and let you all enjoy your Saturday morning. Hope all is perfect where you are! xoxo

Climate: Starbucked
Listening: Bloc Party/and a 15 second clip of something special
Drinking: Strawberry juice
Thinking: Worldwide suicide...see for yourself.

http://theskyiscrape.com/ (i'll always be a sucker for them...and i don't care what the Whirling Dervishes say)