Waiting for my endless summer...

Sad Puppy

So here I am, waiting to go to class and my dog is crying. Why? One would think maybe she's in pain, or needs to go out, or something but the simple truth is that she is not getting attention. I am on the computer and my parents are no where around.

The surgery has corrupted and changed her. She is now self-serving and self-centered (much like most people). The thing is, where you can "dump" a person you really can't "dump" your self-absorbed dog...

The good thing is that I recognize this and don't let it stop me from doing at least some of the things I enjoy. Like belly dance. My sword came in the mail today and I am SUPER EXCITED about having it. I already feel dangerous and seXXy just owing it... I can't imagine what it'll be like once I actually know how to dance with it ON MY F*ING HEAD!

Anyway, so here we are. I am fatter than I would like (as most American women) but I still routinely show my belly in public (unlike most American women) and Cam is feeling sorry for her healing self because she's not getting the undivided attention she had just after her surgery.

I feel very sexy and we love you all very much.
Ali

p.s. Today on my ride home from school I was in my car doing my sing along/dance along to the music thing I do and a totally adorable, completely too young (maybe in high school too young) kid kept trying to get my attention and hit on me. How ego boosting and confidence affirming! :) Sometimes I like being (at least slightly) unconventional...
MWAH!!!

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Sword Dancer

So I have officially started dancing with a troupe and we have a tray dance (which I mostly know and I do own a tray). Additionally we are in the process of learning a sword dance, so I have purchased myself a sword to dance with. On my head. How crazy is that, I can't even stand to ask?

Cammi is doing better... all the staples (even the missed ones) are out and she is sometimes walking on all 4 legs. Which makes the almost $4000 worth it... almost. Once she is able to run I think I will feel better.

I still miss sex.

I maybe having some... we'll see.

I need to get my hair highlighted again (it's been a year) and I am ready. My sister has gone very dark, and I am ready (I think) to go very light. Maybe I'll become the "blond" of the family... we'll have to see what I feel like once I'm faced with the choice.

Anyway, I am feeling better. My Dad is still dealing with the punomenia, which sucks. My X is talking about trying to get back together. After about a second of re-connecting any conversation. Which, if you ask me, is WAY TOO FAST AND CRAZY of a thought

Anyway, this is scattered but at least it's something...
love you all
Ali

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