The Hafla was fun at kiras! I really enjoyed watching people do their thing, and although I passed on doing a performance myself, I did get goobered up enough to grab a bottle of alchohol and boogy a bit. Thanks for that oppertunity and all the help, Abernathy Sandy and all you crazy nuts!

Been thinking of the limitations I put on myself in order to fit the belly dancer ideal, and the difference between being a belly dancer, and a performer that happens to belly dance. I think i may have jumped on the wrong side of the fence.

I am thinking about all this because My life is really in need of some change... So I have been looking towards something to push me and thinking of people I admire for some inspiration.

LOL, the problem is
1) many of them I admire because they are FUCKING CRAZY!!! individuals that do things I donna have the energy to keep up with!
2) One I can't speak to- for some retarded reason I just feel like fighting with them- Strange huh?
3) Many do something that is really individualistic and appropriate for them, that would be strange for me to do as myself

ahhh life is good.

This leaves me with the belly dance competition circuit, which would require me to actually learn to go Girly stuff... not just fake it. Like actually remove my make-up at night. GAH!! I will miss raccoon face of death..