1st time this Year
Oh my Jeez. THis is the first time posting this year! Want to hear what's been happening?
In the short version: My husband and I are separated. I have a boyfriend who communicates like hell over mostly everything! I was working serving/making all sorts of bar/pub-like concoctions. Then they said I was too slow and they replaced me with two guys from Germany (hmm.) I moved in with my boyfriend and my cat (PiPi). 3 weeks ago I began Loc-ing my hair. I have hair on my legs, my underarms....let's say....I've almost given up on the Razor completely. I'm reading a book called "Exploring the Hidden Power of Female Sexuality"...which consists of various meditations on getting into touch with your Uterus, Breasts, Vagina, and any other feminine parts I may have forgotten. I've read also "The pH Miracle" which is helping me (slowly) change the things and ways that I eat. So everyone who hasn't seen me in a while thinks that I am sick because I'm slimmer than before, but the thing is that I'm getting healthier...yeah baby.
I want to say Thank You for those of you who received phone calls (at odd hours) during my (1st Topic) crazy times. Thank You Cory. Thank You Bunsta. Thank You to my parents. And Thank You to all my e-mail buddies.
Some other things: Last week I went out to the 'Pool Club' with about 12 people. My first drink was something with a very blue color. My second drink was a Tequila Sunrise (freaking 21Swiss Francs). My goodness graciousness. Do you realize how many different alcohols go into that one drink? Well, after that Tequila stuff, I slid off my bar-stool and wobbled my bum to the dancefloor. And I danced like I haven't danced since I was 5 years old. I didn't give a flying squirrels butt if anyone was looking at me (which is the reason why I usually don't dance). I just danced & danced & danced....until 5am. I felt great, alive, and full of power. Just letting my body move into whichever direction it wanted to. It didn't matter if I threw a few Salsa steps into my jig! It felt good.
There was a guy who's name is Henry. He's Asian-Canadian and he reminded me so much of Bunnith, it was crazy. He'd had 3 beers and I guess he was drunk. Somehow I think I must have dragged him onto the dancefloor with me. Every few minutes I would grab his arm and try to get him into beat or try to get him to wiggle around a bit more. He was nice.
Speaking of Bunnith, I am glad you are happy (though you may not see this). I still wish that I could get my most special friends to move over here. Then I could store you all in my cellar and I'd take you all out whenever I need a hug, a drink, a talk, a dance, or whatever!
L.Ppp
In the short version: My husband and I are separated. I have a boyfriend who communicates like hell over mostly everything! I was working serving/making all sorts of bar/pub-like concoctions. Then they said I was too slow and they replaced me with two guys from Germany (hmm.) I moved in with my boyfriend and my cat (PiPi). 3 weeks ago I began Loc-ing my hair. I have hair on my legs, my underarms....let's say....I've almost given up on the Razor completely. I'm reading a book called "Exploring the Hidden Power of Female Sexuality"...which consists of various meditations on getting into touch with your Uterus, Breasts, Vagina, and any other feminine parts I may have forgotten. I've read also "The pH Miracle" which is helping me (slowly) change the things and ways that I eat. So everyone who hasn't seen me in a while thinks that I am sick because I'm slimmer than before, but the thing is that I'm getting healthier...yeah baby.
I want to say Thank You for those of you who received phone calls (at odd hours) during my (1st Topic) crazy times. Thank You Cory. Thank You Bunsta. Thank You to my parents. And Thank You to all my e-mail buddies.
Some other things: Last week I went out to the 'Pool Club' with about 12 people. My first drink was something with a very blue color. My second drink was a Tequila Sunrise (freaking 21Swiss Francs). My goodness graciousness. Do you realize how many different alcohols go into that one drink? Well, after that Tequila stuff, I slid off my bar-stool and wobbled my bum to the dancefloor. And I danced like I haven't danced since I was 5 years old. I didn't give a flying squirrels butt if anyone was looking at me (which is the reason why I usually don't dance). I just danced & danced & danced....until 5am. I felt great, alive, and full of power. Just letting my body move into whichever direction it wanted to. It didn't matter if I threw a few Salsa steps into my jig! It felt good.
There was a guy who's name is Henry. He's Asian-Canadian and he reminded me so much of Bunnith, it was crazy. He'd had 3 beers and I guess he was drunk. Somehow I think I must have dragged him onto the dancefloor with me. Every few minutes I would grab his arm and try to get him into beat or try to get him to wiggle around a bit more. He was nice.
Speaking of Bunnith, I am glad you are happy (though you may not see this). I still wish that I could get my most special friends to move over here. Then I could store you all in my cellar and I'd take you all out whenever I need a hug, a drink, a talk, a dance, or whatever!
L.Ppp