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I was finally showed the magazine...and...it wasn't me For a second I thought it was, so I can see how he thought so as well. Good news is I'm not blanking out on as much stuff as I thought. So, next party I'm still getting sloshed heh. And I still want to be in a magazine!

I want to learn to pole dance! Something tells me I'd be very good at it. In elementary school, while others were becoming four square and tetherball masters, we spent all our recesses on the monkey bars. I was a pro. I was the only one to attempt and learn the suicide drop. The only one to attempt and learn backward flips...with one leg and two. I owned those monkey bars. I bet I could own the pole. Too bad I don't know of any poles to practice on.

I have a few opportunities for cool photoshoots (not to mention all these ideas in my head) so I really need to suck it up, dust off the camera, and get to shooting.