...as the liquor and exhaustion catch up I have a few things to add.
First: There have been three…oop…make that four close gun shots fired in my neighborhood. The sound is unmistakeable.
Second: thought—-will any of these blog posts effect my future as an academic genius….cage girls need love too…
Third: As I admitted to her and to you, my dear readers, no one holds a candle to my lovely Aarts: the charm, intelligence and dancing has no comparison…
...flings, however, are free to aply…
Last: These posts are the result of my first real encounter with alcohol in over 1 1/2 years. The extended break was a result of medical necessity, exercise in self control, and a release of those small weights holding back progress. Admitedly, I have a very intense personality that siezes on any particular activity and carries it to a near absurd maximun; alcohol, despite the health benefits of red wine, does not strike me as a subject that requires my hyper-attention.
what about the cage dancer’s academic career?
i’m just saying.
nah… i think that despite what some people would say, this probably won’t affect your outlook too much. whereas, had it been me, Paris would be in fucking flames.
Comment by sarah — February 6, 2006 @ 2:07 am