Hell day....

[fajrdrako]

A coworker of mine used to call Friday "hell day" and I always thought she was exaggerating slightly.

But today was one of those days.

A couple of weeks ago, one of the hard drives on the server for the office computer died, wailing like a banshee for four or five hours. Eventually the alarm stopped and all was well and it looked as if the hard drive was okay. Well, today the other hard drive took to screaming and did if for eight hours straight - while I was there - it's probably still doing it, for all I know. I was overtired and had menstrual cramps and way, way to much to do and all in all it was.... Hell day.

Now I'm on holiday and everything's okay again. As long as they fix the computer within a week, I'm safe from the earsplitting noise.

After work, I went to a yoga dinner to celebrate the 85th birthday of B.K.S. Iyengar. There was a potluck supper - utterly delicious, and I ate too much. There was a silent auction: I bought notepaper and handmade gift tags. I made conversation with a bunch of people, trying to overcome the awkwardness and shyness I always feel with people I really don't know.

We watched two short films: one was by the Film Board of India, made in 1977, showing Iyengar teaching yoga classes in Poona. The other, made in 1993, showed Iyengar on his 75th birthday, teaching yoga to an international yoga convention in Europe. It was a little like watching Cirque du Soleil: real people can't do those things.

Only they can.

And not just Clark Kent.