so.
last nite, my best friend and i went out for the first time in an EXTREMELY LONG time. you see, she has a girlfriend now, and her girlie pretty much consumes all of her time.
thats fine. its funny because at the bar that i work at, everyone just looks at me as if im terminally single. i have watched all my friends go through girlfriends like there is no tommorow. me on the other hand cant even seem to like someone for more than 2 weeks.
terminally single..ha.
so we went out, and of course we made our way to the local strip joint, because where else would we go on a Friday nite. we always hit the same place...and most of the time we are mildly dissappointed. not because the women arent beautiful in their own way. but im pretty picky. 1. i used to be a professional dancer 2. i used to be a stripper. so dancing is basically my life....the best way that i can express myself is through dancing...so im critical..cant help it.
and i have this MAJOR pet peeve. i CANNOT stand (at all) when a stripper has her heels on and her toes stick over the edge. gross. instant turn off. yuck. i dont know why this bothers me so much...but it really does.
so were sitting there, and this woman comes on stage...and she was an artist. the kind of dancer that you see and you cant help but wonder what the hell she is doing on a stage in virginia in a bathing suit (you know the laws down here suck.)
she was so entirely gracefull, and fluid.
fluid is my favorite word. fluidity....yes...she definitely fits in that catagory....
what a beautiful nite.
last nite, my best friend and i went out for the first time in an EXTREMELY LONG time. you see, she has a girlfriend now, and her girlie pretty much consumes all of her time.
thats fine. its funny because at the bar that i work at, everyone just looks at me as if im terminally single. i have watched all my friends go through girlfriends like there is no tommorow. me on the other hand cant even seem to like someone for more than 2 weeks.
terminally single..ha.
so we went out, and of course we made our way to the local strip joint, because where else would we go on a Friday nite. we always hit the same place...and most of the time we are mildly dissappointed. not because the women arent beautiful in their own way. but im pretty picky. 1. i used to be a professional dancer 2. i used to be a stripper. so dancing is basically my life....the best way that i can express myself is through dancing...so im critical..cant help it.
and i have this MAJOR pet peeve. i CANNOT stand (at all) when a stripper has her heels on and her toes stick over the edge. gross. instant turn off. yuck. i dont know why this bothers me so much...but it really does.
so were sitting there, and this woman comes on stage...and she was an artist. the kind of dancer that you see and you cant help but wonder what the hell she is doing on a stage in virginia in a bathing suit (you know the laws down here suck.)
she was so entirely gracefull, and fluid.
fluid is my favorite word. fluidity....yes...she definitely fits in that catagory....
what a beautiful nite.