Bllaeerrhhhh *Mommy why is there drool on her chin?*

As I sit here, with my whitestrips on and my rosacea cream on my face - the former which makes you drool and the latter makes you kinda feel diseased - I realize that not only is this picture slightly unattractive but I might be a little boring.

I was talking to K-Fed earlier in the evening and we got into the discussion of hobbies. You know, things you do outside of either work or school which you might enjoy on a regular basis. Hobbies do not include anything that has social value unless it's an activity. Let's be really nerdy and go find a definition, shall we?

Hobby: An activity or interest pursued outside one's regular occupation and engaged in primarily for pleasure. (Dictionary.com)

I bring this up for one main reason. We were discussing his intense obsession with fantasy anything, which of course I think is obscenely nerdy (haha- says the pot to the kettle) and so he asked me what my hobbies were then. I literally could not find a single one. Not one! I remember the hobbies I used to have - you know, making jewelry, karate, making an occasional candle or scarf, writing crap that no one reads, playing the piano, hiking like once a year - but then I realized I don't do any of that now. I mean, I went hiking a couple of weeks ago, but does that really count? What about writing this? Does it count? I only spend maybe 10 minutes on it twice a month or so, so I'm not sure it really does.

What's sad is he defined it as something that gives you a sense of accomplishment, which law school certainly doesn't. But I never thought of hobbies as giving a sense of accomplishment - work does that for me. Especially lately what with the raise, the increased flexibility/responsibility, and the fact that for some odd reason Chris is being nice to me.

Besides, what time I do have to myself goes toward social stuff - you know, apparently people want to see me on occasion. I don't know what that's about. I wouldn't want to see me - I'm boring and I have drool on my chin. lol

So anyway - what I would like to do to change this:
1. Find some sort of instrument that I can drag into my apartment. I'd love to have a keyboard with 88 keys. But we knew this.
2. Get back with the dance lessons. I don't care if I have to go alone, because I enjoy it. I'd rather have a dance partner (eases the awkwardness) but if we can't get our schedules together then... *shrug*
3. OR as an alternative, I'd love to find some yoga class or karate class that fits in my schedule.

Maybe I should work on that.