adventures of a belly dancing acupuncturist

This started as a travelogue to Turkey in the fall '05 so that I wouldn't have to send multiple emails and postcards. I'm still adding anecdotes as I remember them, but it's morphing into a "rant to the ether" spot. Stay, or go. This is my bit of space to do with what I wish.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

cigarette smoke

I smell like it. Oh well.

But I didn't cower in the corner suffering from stimulation overload and wind invasion. Tho I did most likely drive my friend a bit crazy with my hyper-joy to see him. Lots of fast talking and subject jumping, which happens when you see someone every 2 1/2 years.

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