It's looking strongly like I will owe quite a bit of money on my 2006 taxes. This has put Portrait of a Young Artist in my Bed in jeopardy, along with the Philadelphia trip, although I think I will be able to keep both of them on the boards if I move a few things around... and, obviously, spend a lot less money. This works out nicely because a) I'm spending a lot less money lately anyway, being as I'm not so much into "things" any more, and b) because I was planning to do an Operation: Annihilate for books anyway - i.e. I'm not buying any new books till I've read the seventeen that have accrued on my desk. If I get really ballsy I'll extend that and O:A my DVDs too - got about 37 of those to watch, and do I really need to own Pan's Labyrinth the day it comes out? No, probably not. Mmmmm consumer asceticism.

I'm pretty pleased with my physical state right now - everything just sort of clicked together after last weekend, and my last two yoga sessions have been the best I've ever had. I am really going to new places of flexibility and strength that I've never had before, and my breathing and mental focus have been similarly new-level-y. I found a little hill off the beaten path the other day and actually meditated, the first time in my life I've been able to slip into a state of relative selflessness and just be while meditating. I am kicking yoga ass! Yeah I'm proud of myself and gloating a bit. That's why I'm into yoga: the glory.