Randomocities

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 Pole dancing rocks my socks!

Actually, I don't think strippers wear socks.  Anywho, I have to admit, I'm probably the least flexible person I know, so I wasn't very graceful (to put it lightly), but I still had as much fun as a kitten with a yarn ball at my first pole dancing class.  Before the beginner class started, we were able to watch the advanced class finish up their session.  They're really good, doing tricks at the top of the pole, sliding down, doing splits... I was 100% impressed.  Maybe someday I'll be able to do a few of those tricks too.

*drifts off into a dream world*

I'd be pretty rocking to have a pole of my own some day (they sell those you know), but I'm pretty sure my landlord would not approve.  Well, maybe if I dance for him he'd give me the ol' green light :)

In other news, A-Dawg and I watched The Cove, the award winning documentary on the slaughter of dolphins.  What an absolutely sad and depressing documentary!  However, if you are an animal lover, its a must-see.  It was one of those documentaries that will stick with you for a very long time.  Impact, impact, impact!

On a more personal note, although things with the man are going well, I'm still no closer to changing my relationship status on Facebook to, "In a relationship."  No thank you!!  I still need my space, and my time, and my days where I can go shave-free.  Sorry Adrian, lol.

I played in my first poker game in months last night.  I did better than I usually do, fourth of thirteen.  Now... to take 'em all down.  Any poker players out there?  I could use a few tips!

Geez, pole dancing and poker... mix 'em together and you'd have strip poker?

Maaayyybeee??

There's a ton more I'd like to write, but I'll save some of my randomocities for another post.
Have a fantastic night!