bohogirl

"Don't ask yourself what the world needs; ask yourself what makes you come alive. And then go and do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive."
Harold Whitman
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This weekend, in short:
- Tonight: dancing
- Sunday: dancing
- Monday: dancing
- Tuesday: death

Haven't done three in a row since the accident... and it will probably destroy me. But, it's the full moon, the company is good, the music fabulous, so who am I to say no?

What's everyone up to this weekend?
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Comment of the evening:

Walking to my car, this guy starts chatting with me - cute kid, but quite buzzed.
Blah, blah, blah, he wants me to go to Carrows with them so that I don't have to drive.
"Oh, I'm OK to drive"
"No, you're not"
"Oh, but I am - I don't drink"
Stunned look on his face... "But... you have tattoos"
"huh?"
"I mean, I saw the tattoos so I assumed..."

Yeah, I'm tattooed and pierced all over... but, ha! I don't drink!!!
(most of the time)

Anyhow, he just thought it was the most amazing thing... because, you know us, tattooed/pierced people - we are just wild partiers who booze it up and have random sex and... oh, and then I made it even worse by telling him I was vegan.
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Dancing for 4 hours straight can hurt you... and especially if you are wearing very high heels.
But you got to love those dance-offs!

By the way, I did wear the hideous skirt... and it rocked!
Unfortunatelly, it didn't look hideous on me, ruining the 'hideous outfit' plan.
My roommate, whose comment when I brought it home the other night was 'Holly crap! That's an ugly skirt!', thought it looked really hot, going to prove, once again, that with a right attitude, one can pull anything off.
Damn, I love being a girl!