The other day at bellydancing I was just so fucking clumsy and inept that I wanted to quit. I was going to go through with it anyway ('cause I can't stand being a quitter), but I had given up hope on it being fun, given up hope on being good at it. I started watching the clock hoping for class to be over.... anyway, after class I changed and went ( Read more... )

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Counseling... and Ben let it slip that I think my car has a spirit.... and they were not quite horrified, but near. They think I'm dangerously close to occult ( Read more... )