I was sick for a day. My colds usually don't last too long. I always have the build up of nasty stuff in my nasal passage so it is annoying for a while.

Today people in my job are pissing me the fuck off. They are really pushing the buttons to get to me. It is like everyone is in a damn bad mood so I should be too. No not gonna happen. I don't take any of you fucks home with me so don't think that you can really phase me. Bastads, the lot of you, bastads.

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damn it!

Blah.

I guess I feel Blah today.
The weather is really starting to bother me a bit.

Blah.

I want to rollerblade and sit in the grass, and walk with sandals and Jump up and down.

People who are ageists piss me off.

I wanna write some more. Something great.

I can't wait till vacation.

I want to dance. I miss dancing. Something hard and harder and mambo and bachata.
Yes Bachata, real close with closed eyes. The bodies knowing exactly what the other is going to do, by listening to the motion and rhythm. Their is no music that dances like bachata. Mambo is sweet and merengue is fun, but fuck Bachata is just intimate and sexxy and sensual. It is bodies pressed, like Pannini. Coño.

I need a Dominican Club. And not a pretentious, "I'm too good for bachata hick music", type of Dominican club. I mean the type without the cabaret license, with the little dance floor where 50 people are pressed together dancing, type of club . Where everyone is flashy for no reason, and men order a bottle of J walker black, or Remy Martin, for the whole night. Where you ask to dance by extending a hand. If the hand is grabbed your in, if not you simply retreat and extend another direction. Fuck I need that club.