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i am going to sign up for tap lessons. time to pay a visit to my dance instructor, lance. i miss him.

“i wonder what ol’ lance would say if i said ‘i wanna dance like i’m in a trashy new orleans burlesque show.’ good ol’ lance. he’d just stare funny and grin.”

my sister is being sent overseas to uzbekistan. she’s in the army reserves, and is leaving march eighth. she’ll be gone 9 or so months. she won’t be able to finish her schooling.

won a neato banner contest over at sandra b’s site. look here. i’m on this checker’s kick.


here you go, a little giftee. i hope you all have a great day, even if you hate valentine’s day. i hope you can celebrate in a way that is special to you.

“tell me he’s lazy, tell me he’s slow, tell me i’m crazy, maybe i know. can’t help lovin’ that man of mine.”

“someday when i’m awfully lone, when the world is cold, i will feel aglow just thinking of you, and the way you look tonight. you’re lovely, with your smile so warm, and your cheeks so soft. there is nothing for me but to love you, and the way you look tonight. with each word, your tenderness grows, tearing my fear apart. and that laugh, that wrinkles your nose, touches my foolish heart. lovely, never, never change. keep that breathless charm, won’t you please arrange it cuz i love you… just the way you look tonight.”

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