Up around 9. MB had gotten up a little earlier to have breakfast with our house guest (who is giving the sermon at OCBC today). Shower. Very brief sitting of sorts. Downstairs to say hello to the house guest. She and MB left. I ate a muffin on the way to KKC.
A confusing class today. I think something was being lost in translation. We're working with material where clarity in language is essential, but it's difficult to achieve going through an interpreter, I think. (Not blaming Damchoe... he does a great job.) I asked a question at the end, that was perhaps a bit disrespectful. That feeling haunted me for the rest of the day. Helped Tsun-ma-la move some furniture around. She's giving up half her living space to make a guest-room.
Drove back to the ranch, Wnd following. I left off my car, and we drove in her's to Union. Lunch at the little Mexican place, talking about the same 70 Topics material as with Haim on the ride back from Milarepa. Took a walk up the hill to the castle, and back down.
Back home, caulked the front of the house, where there were cracks in the shingles remaining from when the house was insulated. Got up on top of the little roof over the bay window. Very hot, even though I'd put down a towel to protect myself. Vertigo. I managed to do what needed to be done, but it was a bit scary. This was a strange coincidence, because Wnd and I had just been talking about Vertigo. Inside and made some lemon-aid. Turned on the AC for the first time this year. MB returned from church/brunch/dance performance. Mowed the lawn. Sat for a spell in the backyard, enjoying the lovely hot weather, and the sounds of neighboring parties (Bootsy Collins booming over from the north-west). Hanging out with MB. Put away laundry. Down basement for transplanted morning practices.
MB and I made a little dinner together. She made a salad (romaine, hearts of palm, artichoke, feta) and I made one of my egg-drop soups. Afterwards, ice-cream. Some guitar.
Sunday, June 05, 2005
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