I went to the Creed concert Saturday. It started promptly at 6.30 with Cinder, followed by 12 Stones, then Sevendust and finally Creed. There was about a 15 min break between sets and a bit longer before Creed took the stage. It was 11p when we left.

Friday after work I went to Applewoods where I met Rex. A lawyer from out of town. We sat at the bar for a few minutes until our table was ready. He wanted to see my new car so I drove him the few blocks to Quail Springs to watch a movie. We decided on Four Feathers. We had some time to kill before the movie so we wandered the mall. We stopped at a candle place and he wanted to see if he could guess my 3 favorite candles. He only got one right, clean cotton by Yankee Candle Co. Next to the candles was a little stand with car freshners and one was clean cotten. He picked it up and said he'd buy it for me. I told him he didn't have to do that, but he said he wanted to for my car.

I almost started crying. Over a damn car freshner of all things. Eleven months with Ray and he never bought me anything except the occassional dinner. In my other relationships, what few there were, I was never bought anything, big or small. So for a guy to get me a car freshner on a first date melted my heart.

After the movie we went to the IHOP and talked for several hours. I thought they were going to charge us rent. It was around 4.30 when I got home and Rex had a 2 hr drive ahead of him.

Then this morning I slept through my alarm and woke up at 8a when the alarm gave up on me and shut itself off. I somehow managed to be clocked in and at my desk at 8.15. A personal record that I have no intention of beating.

How can we have 20 gigs of space on our server at work a month ago and today have it gone???

I don't know either.

All I know was I was scanning an image for a label wondering if I should let the new guy continue doing the cd toppers or if I should do them at the same time I do the labels since it would save time. Or not because the toppers aren't as time sensitive as the labels since we print toppers inhouse. I hit save, it tells me we're out of disk space.

No you're not. Hit save again.

Out of disk space.

I toggle over to the open Photoshop document which was an old scan of the label, just at the wrong dpi. I scanned and saved that a few minutes before then discovered it was at the wrong dpi when I opened it. So I closed that tif, toggled back to the scanner and tried to save over the old one.

Out of disk space.

What the ffff....

Toggle over to windows explorer, graphics server, right click -> properities. Available Disk Space = 0KB

Well shit.

I turn around to tell my supervisor, WeasleBoy, when the tech guy walks in with a paper and hands it to him. When the server ran out of space it alerted the tech guy, who printed out something and walked to grahics with it. WeasleBoy says there is some video on the graphics server and he'll remove it and put it on the media server. It is supposed to be on the media server to begin with dumbass, that's why they bought a 500Gigs worth of disk and put it on it's own server, not to put that shit on my graphics server.

That's it. I'm lobbying for my own dedicated server for my images. I have over 19,000 eps, 30,000 tifs, and 50,000 jpgs I'm responsible for. Not to mention almost 800 code sheets and 800 pdfs for those code sheets. That's a butt load of space. Not to mention that we are also saving our other projects on that server as well and those folders can be from a few megs to 100 megs or larger each.

I had a wierd dream last night. My parents were all pissed off because their water bill was $14,000 a month. They felt they were being grossly overcharged because their neighbor's bills were about $200-300 a month.

January - no dr appt
February - dentist, cleaning
March - dentist, filling & wrist examined
April - wrist examined
May - wrist surgery
June - stitches out and post op
July - post op
Aug - post op
Sept - cancled wrist appt for different problem & gyno appt
Oct - dentist, cleaning
Nov - nothing scheduled (yet)
Dec - possible follow up gyno appt

I'm sick of doctors. I've been seen more often by doctors this year than I have at any other time in my life.

Had a gyno appt this afternoon. I was the only non pregnant patient there. Next time I'm scheduleing first thing in the morning.

When I went home Thursday to get my car I saw in the paper that a priest in my hometown was removed from his post for molesting children. He was put there from Tulsa where he was accused of the same thing. And now the Vatican doesn't want to approve a U.S. plan for keeping accused priests from the parishiners. I can see the point where they are afraid that some priests might be falsely accused of abuse and maybe even defrocked for something they never did. But at the same time the Vatican is just sitting there praying and hoping this will all blow over. I don't see them doing anything about it. Not now and not in the foreseeable future either.

There was a party last night at the apt across from mine at Lauren and Lauren's place. Those are their names, before them I had a Kristen and Kristen living in that same apt. Around 9p Lauren and her boyfriend knocked and said they were having a party, I was more than welcome to come and if things got to loud please let them know before calling the cops.

Around midnight things got very loud and I heard glass breaking. I was up chatting online and got up to peek through the door and saw the guy who knocked eariler pouring water on and around my door. I heard a girl say, 'Just leave' and things settled down to a normal party volume.

About an hour later things got a bit loud again, but didn't think anything of it, drunks get loud, and the host was keeping things under control. I was suprised by the civility of the party considering the median age was probably about 21 with some underage drinking. I was a bit worried since last summer parties upstairs ended with someone puking over the railing onto my door.

I did suddenly become very worried about my car and slipped on some sandals to go check on it. I didn't want anyone peeing on my car. When I stepped outside the ground was wet as well as my doorknob. A goodlooking guy with a cute accent appeared out of nowhere to explain that a beer had been dropped and things rinsed off. He asked if I was ok and if they were too loud and does he need to break things up. I told him things were fine and I just wanted to step outside for some fresh air and to see who all was here. I knew I didn't know anyone and picked my way through the people to peek at my car. The guy who knocked on my door was posted at the other end, I'm guessing to keep people from falling down the stairs into the parking lot. He also asked if things were too loud.

The foreign guy was right behind me when I turned around asking again if all was well. I couldn't help myself and cupped his smooth face in both my hands and said, 'you are so cute.' interuppeting him midsentence. He cupped my face the same way and said 'thank you'. I asked him where he was from, 'Albania'. He was wearing a black shirt that was unbuttoned to just above his breastbone. "oohh, got the chest thing going here.' I said and ran my fingers on his chest letting them slip down into his shirt, warm and smooth just like his face. I asked what he was majoring in but don't remember the answer since I blatenly was checking out his package. I almost squeezed his butt as I stepped around him, but didn't, instead i put my hand on his hip as I said good night. After getting back in, the more I thought about it, the hotter it made me.

I have no idea why I did that. I have no idea of his relationship to either Lauren but if he's the boyfriend to the other one, I hope my actions weren't taken seriously and no female is mad at me. I'm just a lonely horny 27 yr old, which to a bunch of 20-21 yr olds seems old old old. Did to me at that age anyway.

The party was pretty much over by 2.30a and shortly afterward I heard someone outside puking on the lawn.

Watched Sam & Janet on ch 9 this afternoon. It's a good movie. It was all filmed in OKC except the bar scenes with Gary Busey and the hiway LA shots. If you want a good chick flick I highly recommend it. I'm not much for chick flicks but this one is good.

I was neat to watch it and think, 'I've been there." or ' I know where that is.'

I think a scene was filmed in the park just a few blocks from me, but I'd have to see it again to be sure.

Ok, so Monday the deal on the car fell through. I was fustrated but not at all surprised and half expected it. So after a few days of searching I called the dealership and told them if they can manage to find me a 3.5SE for not any more than $1,000, I'd take it. They did and yesterday I took delivery of a mystic emerald 3.5SE V6 Altima.

So I get a call yesterday around 1p to say that my car is there and ready for me to pick up. I leave work about 45 minutes later and head to the bank, get the draft and head home. Mom is there and we go to the dealership. After signing a few papers I drove off in my very first new car. For all of my driving life I've never been behind the wheel of anything other than a 4 cyl, exept when me and Merrie came back from Memphis and I drove part of the way. So it did take some getting used to. I don't think I want to go back to 4 cyl.

For morning break Beth and Sue wanted to go out to see it, and a few other people had heard and wandered over. Several said it was a sharp looking car and a neat color. Some people would walk through and compliment me on it. It's got a cd player and the windows can be rolled up and down with the key. You can also roll down the windows with the remote unlock thingy. Volume controls are on the steering wheel and it also gives me the outside temp too.

Yeah, so I'm a happy camper now.

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I called the dealership and spoke with a manager who said he'd trace the VIN and call my bank. This was 30 minutes ago. I'm going to give it another 30 min then call the bank and see if the number came through.

I want my car already. Damn it. I took a whole day off work and here I sit...not in my car.

Here's something I didn't know about the Altimas. Just the engine and trasmission are made in Japan, the rest of the car is manufacted and assembled in the US. So it's 70% domestic and 30% foreign.

I called in this morning and said I wouldn't be at work because I'd be finishing up stuff with buying the car. The bank doesn't open until 9. So I went across the street to the insurance place and got an estimate on how much car insurance will be. It's not that bad, it's only going up $165 every 6 months. I figured it'd go up $500 every 6 months.

Over at the bank I got a cashier's check for a $9,500 for my down payment. I've already put $500 deposit on the car so that's $10,000 down on a $20,600 car. I talked to the guy about loan payments and he said since I'm putting half the cost of the car as a down payment he can be very flexable with the loan payments and length of loan. One plan was 48 months at $253 a month, the other was 36 months at $330 a month. I wasn't sure if I could handle $330 but I didn't want to go as long as 48 months. So he offered me 42 months at $292, and I went with that. He'll start the payments to be automatically withdrawn from my account starting in Nov. since I'll have to pay tag, title and liscense in Oct. That I'm not looking forward to and I've saved out $500 of Mom's check for that.

So, it's 12.30, why am I not going to get my car? Good question, I'm glad you asked. Because the dealership the car is coming from hasn't given the VIN to the dealership I bought the car from. Well, as of about 10, they hadn't. I'm figuring the car hadn't even left OKC at that time. So I called the bank at 11.30 to see if the VIN had been called in and left a message. I'll give the guy a bit longer to come back from lunch and check his messages before I either call back or go down there.

Let's see, in the last installment I had a written quote for $21,193 on the Altima of my dreams. There isn't one in the city and the closest one is somewhere in Texas. I felt this was a bit to my advantage, any Nissan dealership could get it so it being out of state, maybe I could shop around for the best deal without one place holding it hostage.

Friday afternoon I get a call from the Peckerhead, the sales manager at the northern dealership. He says, it just so happened that the lot in TX needed a car from his lot so he traded and brought the Altima up here that morning knowing that's what I wanted. I pretended to be happy to hear this, hung up and immeadiatly realized I was going to have to change my game plan. He had that car, he knew I wanted it and probably wouldn't let it go for too much lower than $21,300. The fucker was holding it hostage. That wasn't in the plan.

After work I show up at the lot. The car was off to the side of the building, the name of a Texas dealership on the sticker. We go inside and they had already half filled out a purchase agreement on the car with my name on it.

"Can you do better on the price?"

"No."

"But there's no transportation fee now, the car is already up here, how much better can you do?"

"How much better do you want me to do?"

I produce the written quote from the southern dealership, "this would be a good start". Manager Peckerwood seems a bit pissed off, like we had an agreement that his place was the only place I'd buy from and I had gone behind his back to get a lower price than the first one he gave me. I knew that was just for show to get me to feel guilty. It didn't work. Then he give me a line about how his boss thought he was crazy for bringing up a '02 when he could have had his pick of any '03 on that TX lot. I give him my best, 'here's a quarter, call someone who cares' face.

At this point he started to act like he's wasting his time sitting there haggleing over the price and says he'll sell it to me for $21,143, $50 lower than the southern lot quoted me.

"Just $50?" I asked, talk about a slap in the face.

"It's my policy to do better than any quote brought in."

"By $50?" I wanted to add, 'that so white of you.' but didn't.

"That's the best I can do. You can shop that quote around but you won't find anywere that will do better. I'm putting that car on the lot tonight to be sold." and he gets up and walks out.

I sit there and the sales guy that I've been dealing with sits down after standing by the door the entire time. He plays the good guy to Peckerwood's bad guy and says, they aren't making much money on the car, they have to keep the lights on, he's so apologetic about charging so much, blah, blah, blah. I thanked him for his time, because he was a nice guy and left.

From there I went home, grabbed a few things and drove 150 miles to my parents house. I couldn't sleep at all that night, I was going over ways to get that car and planning for every possible line they could give me.

Saturday morning I went to the dealership a few miles from my parents house. I asked for a saleswoman, Becky, that I had talked to before. She knew my parents since she worked briefly where they work. Mom didn't know what an Altima looked like so she showed up the only Altima that was on the lot.

We go in and sit down, I tell her exactly what I want and she says she'll locate one. She comes back a few minutes later and says the closest one was in Oklahoma City. Big surprise but I didn't say a word or let my expression change. I had talked to her on the phone Thursday and asked if she could do better than OKC prices. "Of Course" she says. I tell her that I went to one dealership with a written quote and he insulted me by doing $50 better.

She comes back with $21,000. That's still a bit much. She asks what I want to pay. "$19,500" I say.

"I can't do that."

"at invoice."

"I probably can't do that either."

"$20,700."

She looks at some numbers and says that's do-able. She leaves and comes back with a paper and writes that if $20,700 is agreeable to all parties that's what I'll buy the car at. The she askes what about the trade in. She says as old as my car is, they can't give me much for it and I'd probably be better off selling it myself, did I still want to trade anyway?

At that question I felt my body crash and said I'd think about it after lunch. A few hours later after dad had helped me vaccuum out the car and wipe down the dashboard and clean it out he told me to run it down there and see what I could do. I asked him to come with me. "I'm emotionally exhausted and I really need the support. All you have to do is just sit there and make sure I don't get talked into anything stupid."

We walk in and sit in the lobby. Becky comes in and gets the keys so my car can be evaluated. A bit later she says they'll give me $300 in trade. I've put $2,000 in repairs in the last 15 months, $300 was unacceptable. So she says that if I don't trade in, I could have the car at invoice, which she told me was $20,638 and there would be no transportation fee. Edmunds.com says invoice on that car is $20,338. They are making $300 on that car. That's probably the best price I'm going to get.

So I took it.

I get a car a bit cheaper than I was prepared to pay for it, I don't have to do business with Manager Peckerwood, I get the car off his lot so he won't make any money off it, and this evening mom writes me a check for $5,000 to put with my $5,000 I was using as a down payment so I only have to borrow a bit over $10,000 from the bank.

This is almost over.

So Monday while someone is picking up the car from OKC and taking it to my hometown, I'll be not too far behind it to pick it up in the afternoon and drive it back home to just a few miles away from where it was about 8 hrs eariler.

I bought a car a few hours ago.

Beth and Sue were so excited to be taking me to the Kansas City Renn Fair this season. Yesterday Beth said, "I think I'm getting my cycles (period) because you know why..." "So you can tell the whole world," I interruped. Not a month goes by without her telling me she's got her period.

"No. Because me and Sue are going to Kansas Renn Fair and I won't have to deal with it by then."

Then today she was talking about it and I asked if they were going up again, or if this was their only trip. Sue said it was their only trip. Ah. After all this time telling me I'd be going with them, telling me the great time I'd have, they decide to plan a trip without me. That's fine if they change their mind about wanting to take me. But fucking tell me so I'm not keeping a weekend clear for a trip that will never happen.

That pissed me off.

I looked into having that credit card removed from my credit history, but to do so means calling or writing a letter and waiting 30 days for the issue to be investigated and resolved. Well, I'm a bit busy to be keeping up with that for 30 days. So I'll take care of it after I'm done with the car. I doubt if the change would make that big of a difference that I'd have a lower interest rate. I could always refinance if it does.

Last night I got a verbal quote for $21,300 for a car with my specs at the dealership here. This afternoon, I went 30 miles south and talked to a guy there who gave me a written quote for $21,193. I had planned on taking that to the northern dealership but Ray came over when I got home and things got stressful then.

I told him I was thinking of trading in the car he drives along with mine. At first he thought it was a good idea until I told him that he wouldn't be getting any money from it, that I'd keep it. He said if I got $1500 in trade in to keep what he owed me and give him the rest. He didn't believe me when I said that car is only worth $600 tops. Then I looked it up online and Kelley Blue Book says it's worth $485. He got really depressed at that since he paid $1500 for it last August. Then it had 20,000 miles less on it and was worth $600 but he didn't believe me when I told him that then.

He said he could sell it for $1200 easy. Well, do it then. I want my name off it and would like my money back. "Well, what would I drive?" he asked. "Not my problem" I told him.

He said he plans on buying a 91 Ford something or other for $2000. Since he doesn't have the money he said he'd pay her in installments. "You can't pay me in installments, how do expect to pay her and why should she trust you?" He didn't have an answer for that.

At the credit union on Saturday she runs my credit history. I look at it from across her desk and there is a credit card on there that I had forgot I had. So I look up online a number for that bank. I call to cancel the account. She can't find it under my name or the old address I was at when I had the card.

Do you have an account number? she asked. No, I explained that I used the card regularly and when it expired 6 or so years ago, the bank never sent me a new one. Now I'm buying a car and want old accounts closed. She told me the account number should be on the history so now I have to call the bank, talk to the woman there and find out the account number.

This sucks big time. I hate buying a car. It's emotionally and physically exhausting. And later it'll be financially exhausting as well.

So there I was, surfing the net for porn, chatting on icq with a long time buddy and basically minding my own business when I had a yahoo instant message come through. Guess who from? Kevin. Remember him, the bdsm lawyer? I was frozen mid icq message, all I could do was blink hard a few times.

I figured when I sent him off to golf that Saturday morning, that would be the last time I would ever see or hear from him. But as he pointed out it was obvious I needed space and he gave it to me. So, 3 weeks later he was checking on me to see how I was doing. I'm not sure how to react to that.

I did a lot of thinking and I realize that there are 2 things about him that I'm not entirely comfortable with. The biggest is his son. A cute little blond boy child that he has every weekday 3.30 - 6 or 7 and a full day on the weekend. The problem is I'm not ready to make my plans with Kevin around the boy's schedule. And I have no right to say, 'no, don't have your kid this evening, I want to come over.'

The second thing is he's a Christian. I'll date Christians, but as far as having a serious relationship with them... the thought makes me a bit owly. I do know that I have no intrest in marrying a Christian and don't want my child(ren) raised as one.

Special Thanks to Scott who was the first and popped my comment cherry! I've got your bellydance right here, babe!! However bashing my as-of-yet-unbought Altima will cost you though.

*smooch*

Now, how about the rest of you turning me into a comment slut!

I love my readers, both of you.

Even Jesus likes to track his followers, and you were worried about the Gov't TIPs program?

I was at the park until about half an hour ago. It started raining. Sat in the rain for a while. It was one of those soft gentle rains, too hard to be a drizzle, but too soft to be a sprinkle. The rain I imagine the Pacific Northwest or Britian to get all the time. It's very relaxing espcially in this area where weather is like a pms'ing woman's mood swings. It's nice to hear rain and not worry about the power going out or whether or not a tornado is bearing down on you and you'll be homeless in an hour.

It's Sunday at 8am. What are my plans? I'm going to finish my bowl of oatmeal, go to the park, read and nap in this glorious beautiful weather and then call my dance instructor and say I just don't feel like coming to class.

So there!

Last night I was at the IHOP for dinner..... ohmigawd!!!!.... the pumpkin pancakes are to die for!!!!

Like pumpkin bread but lighter. I'm not a fan of maple syrup but it tasted good on them. I tried the blueberry syrup with them but that wasn't as good. I had just 2 and a couple of pieces of bacon which I always save for last. It's weird, but I can't eat hot bacon, for some reason it makes me sick. I can eat it cold though, so it's usually the last thing I eat.

Ok, here's the lastest with my new car buying adventures.

Friday morning I went to the bank and got my loan pre-approval restarted. I started it back in May but then had surgery a few days later and didn't want to mess with it.

Then I was out near my house looking at Nissan Altimas. I went to a dealership and the guy was nice, not slimy or pushy like the others I've come across, some of them at that very dealership. So he takes me around, and he seemed a little surprised and impressed by the amount of research I've done. I was there for about an hour looking and asking questions. I finally have it narrowed down to an Altima 2.5S, ABS brakes with convience package, mystic emerald in color. I was flip flopping back and forth on whether or not to get the convience package, but I finally realized that I plan on having that car for at least 8 yrs, I might as well get what I want and drive in fun and comfort.

He didn't want to go lower on the price until I signed a paper saying I was prepared to buy. It let the sales manager know I was serious about buying and not taking the quote somewhere else to get a better price. Which was exactly what I was going to do, but oh, well. I asked about the paper, and even though it's called an intent to purchase it isn't legally binding me to buy there. Just if the final price and financing is agreeable to me. I didn't sign it nor did he say anymore about it.

From there to my fully body massage appointment where just from watching me walk across the room and stand he could tell all the places I was sore, and a few I didn't know I was sore at. An hour later and feeling very mellow I left to go to Norman to look at Altimas. I'm glad I took Friday off to do that, because today I realized that OU's first home game of the season is this afternoon and it would have been hell to get in and out of there.

I get to the lot and head over to the Altimas. I had parked right in front of the showroom so I figured someone probably saw me pull up and was on his way out to greet me. I looked over the cars and realized that none of them had ABS breaks and very few had the convience package I wanted. Then I realized that there's no sales guy. So I wandered into the showroom and the place was empty, a mechanic walked though but that was it. Pissed off and holding my keys next to the new roped off 350Z I figured I should leave before I'm arrested for vandalism. I go across the street and park at the Borders. Since I brought a phone book with me I called the dealership. The web guy answered. After explaining that I drove from North Edmond to look at cars and no one was around to help me he said they had taken a whole bunch of cars to the fairgrounds and no one was left to help me. I was so pissed off but he checked the inventory for what I wanted. From there I went home.

~*~

Last night I realized that I might be eligiable for a loan from Tinker Credit Union since mom's a member. So today I went in and and opened a savings account with $5. She said my credit score was 685 out of 900 which was very good but didn't get me a lower rate than my bank. Both offered me 7%. However she told me that closing the accounts I have open but don't or hardly use will raise my score and lower the rate. That would be 3 of the 4 accounts on there.

So I just got off the phone closing my The Limited account. I have an open AT&T Universal account, but they never sent me a new card after the old one expired and that's been about 5 yrs ago. I haven't used my MasterCard for over a year but don't feel comfortable closing it since it would leave me with only my Visa and I use that card all the time. It will take about 30 days for the cancellations to show up on my report.

Credit Union pro: If I open a checking account there and have my loan payments withdrawn from checking, I can get the rate down to 6.85%

Credit Union con: I can't walk in and make a payment toward the principle at any time. If I do want to, I have to go in the day the payment is schedualed to be withdrawn from the account and pay then. Which bites since they figure the interest daily and paying extra money in the middle of the month will short them that much interest for the month. The loan is for 60 months

My bank pro: I can walk in at anytime and pay on the principle. The rest of my money is there so it would be easier to transfer money out of my savings for the loan payment incase something happens and there's not enough in checking. To move it to the credit union might incur a fee. The loan is for 48 months. This means higher payments but for a shorter time which means less interest piled up.

My bank con: Can't think of any. I'm not sure if they'll lower the rate if I have it automatically withdrawn, but I'll call and ask.

In general: My rent is going up in November to $445 a month. I called dad and sorta hinted around that I may need to borrow a few thousand dollars. I don't even want to think about the tag, title, liscense and insurance.

I got a $163 cheque in the mail from the insurance company. It seems I over paid on something the hospital billed me for, but I'm not sure what. I never paid the hospital. Just $20 for the lab work and $300 for the dr. But no matter, it'll go toward the car. I figure, depending on what the final cost is and how much of a loan I get, I can probably put at least $5,000 down on a car. Of course the smaller the loan the larger my down payment will be that way I won't be stuck in a 5 yr loan paying interest.

Maybe I should put men on the back burner and find myself a woman.

~*~

I've got Friday off. But before you think I'll just be lounging around, let it be known that I'll be at the bank getting my money and a loan in order then off to at least 2 dealerships to look at cars. '02 Nissan Altima is what I have in mind, the 2.5S. Have you seen those? Are they not the sweetest looking car you've seen? At first I thought whoever designed it was smoking crack, but the more I look at it, the more I like it.

Went to a bellydance compitition Saturday night. Well, it was probably more like very early Sunday morning by the time they got started.

I didn't dance, but watched. Danced after the compitition. It was an SCA sponsored event. A guy there adopted the troupe and brought us water and made sure we were fully hydrated. As much as I drank and I didn't need to pee. It was held outdoors and it was a beautiful night.

Our troupe leader got 3 inquiries from guys about us. Two were about me. This seemed to surprise her since I was the least adorned of us. I had no coinbelt, no hideious jewelry that the others seem to enjoy wearing to excess. I had on a simple black Indian top, a brown skirt and a black shaw around my hips. I had the skirt's waistband rolled under to expose more of my waist and sit a little lower on my hips.

She said he had two guys come up, confirm that the girl in dark was in her troupe and asked about who I was. She never pointed them out to me if they were later at the compition and no one approached me.

Did see one of my overbosses there, the one that fired Grunt. He'd never seen me in anything revealing so much skin and even though it was dark and we were away from the dancing, I caught him looking at my belly several times. I was standing facing the dancing area so the light was on me. He came after the drummers left, that's why we stopped dancing. The drummers had been up early and drumming or fighting all day and were tired. So if he saw me dance, it was from away from the immediate dancing area. But I don't think he did.

I did dance for the guy who fetched us water and looked out for us as a thank you.