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Lordy, I'm exhausted. Nearing the end of the second week of 6AM yoga class and I'm falling asleep right now in my lovely coffee KeepCup. I don't know how people do this, get up this early every day. Does it get easier? I suppose it gets easier. The only time I feel slightly awake is when I get to bed by 9PM but sleeping by 9PM seriously conflicts with my night-owlishness.

Balance is a tricky bird to cage.

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How about a Beagle? Or a Boston Terrier? One is a noisemaker and the other snores but they're both a little smaller and probably better suited for apartment living than the beautiful but big boisterous Boxer. Might make the homespace feel less like it's been taken over by a new and unruly roommate.

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My friend Jeremy Crowle has an art opening tonight. I'm lucky to have a small landscape of Jer's on my wall at home. If you're in VanCity you should come check it out, 8PM @ the new Woodward's building > W2 Community Media Arts, 112 West Hastings, Vancouver.

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Can't Stop Thinking About You. Here's some Martin Sexton for a rainsoaked Thursday morning. If you ever have a chance to see this man in person, run, go, he's perfect. Every live version of this on YouTube is either ruined by people singing along and screaming, or by John Mayer. So for today we'll have to settle for it canned. But go watch him perform. Genius.