I just KNEW that quasi-b!tch had her eye on my dance partner! I know he's not my property, but she knows bloody well that we have a competiton to train for, and THEN sneaks (yes SNEAKS, cuz she wasn't planning on telling anybody much less ME) and commits him to performing in some other dance show with her???

Why, I oughta jump-kick that uppity heifer in the mouth! It wouldn't be that hard to do either cuz she's short.
And what about him? When was he planning on mentioning it to me?

Why do I feel like I just got horned?

Ladies and gentlemen, I have reason to believe I have a wierdo on my tail.
Not literally-speaking, of course, but the guy is just too odd for me.
I DID give him a fair chance, but after discovering that he's a closet-freak, I backed WAY off. Thing is, he keeps callin' me.

I guess I'm to blame for not tellin' the dude straight that I'm no longer interested, (more fuel for Govan's endless "Women" complaints) but good grief, if the object of my affection never returns my calls, never makes any effort to see me, and never even sounds particularly enthusiastic to hear from me, I would take the hint, big time!

So why can't he? I'm not worried though. I'll be a woman and just break it to him in person.

How could I have ever considered The Closet-Freak over my Muppet (a.k.a. "Him")?

V-Day has come and gone, and I'm still here in one piece.

I was rudely awakened by a wrong number on my cell phone...then I spent the morning doin' laundry...then I went to belly dancing class with Lani!!

No question, that was THE highlight of my day! Can't beat a good hip-rollin' session!

After that, I had to work for a couple hours. And then I spent the rest of the time alone at home. I'll admit, I nearly lost it there...so I gave up and went to sleep.
Hmmph, soon V-Day will be MY day!

C.O.T.

Webcams are officially my favourite piece of tecnology right now!! Anything that enables me to see my Muppet while he's thousands of miles away, is ALL that and bag of Caramel Blondies!