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Alright, onto the newest ep of the saga of my life.
I have started taking belly dancing lessons.
Yes, you heard me right. Miss ******** is now dancing. Not just dancing, but BELLY dancing. Now, for those of you less informed as to my eccentricities, let me enlighten you. My legs have not seen the light of day since 1972. (Considering my age, this is quite a feet.) I am not given to wearing revealing clothing or getting "dolled-up". I can usually be found in jeans, a tshirt, and s**t kickers with my hair in a pony tail covered in dirt.
But thanks to the pleading of various members of my family and the tantilizing idea of doing something new, I have given in and am now tying up my shirt, ditching the jeans for flowing skirts, veils, and bells, and shaking my hips like my life depended on it.
::sigh:: Something about all this just sounds terribly wrong.
 Lotus Sherwolf · Thu Nov 04, 2004 @ 07:46pm · 12 Comments |
