Well, we worked for an hour on our Desert Rose routine. A few things got changed I spent most of the time confused and somehow 10 seconds got choreographed without verbal direction and I was the only one who had no idea what the hell was happening because we've been dancing with our back ot the mirror for the last two weeks (not my idea).

My parents came to see me Sat. Mom made me promise I'd go to the dealership today and look at cars but that never happened. I did, however, do internet research for an hour and a half and bought 3 car buying magazines which I've been reading over and taking notes on since I came home from class. So that counts right?

I'm just not ready to face a salesguy who tries to tell me what I do and do not want in a car. I already know what I do and do not want in a car and already I'm looking at a $19-23,000 car. Mom said if I can't get a car loan or get enough, then she'll lend me some. And intrest free too, can't beat that.

My Egyptian percussion cd came in Friday. The mail still hadn't been distributed by lunch so after lunch I checked and there it was, at the bottom of the tray, a cardboard envelope with the big huge Barnes & Noble logo all over it. That cd has been pretty much in non stop repeat since I got it. I took it to dance today but Delphi wasn't feeling well so she watched us like hawks as we did moves to slow songs and corrected our forms. Apparently not only do I have a stupid shoulder but something called broken ankles as well. It's where I roll my foot and it looks like I'm dancing on my ankles instead of my feet. I watched myself in the mirror but I couldn't see it so I just stepped differently until Delphi said, 'that's better' and tried to remember what I did and keep doing it.

Then I asked if we were going to work on the choreography she said she hadn't planned on it. I figured we would be doing it since we only have about 10 hrs to work on it if we only work in class and don't schedual extra days or hours after class. But she changed her mind. So far there is only the 4 of us dancing and we have about 45-60 seconds done. We haven't had the other dancers in class for 2 weeks now.

No wonder last night's moon looked beautiful: http://science.nasa.gov/headlines/y2002/26feb_bigmoonshine.htm?list146648

The Moon this evening was hung low and pregnant. It was obvious She had wisdom and knowledge but it wasn't easily revealed just by asking nice.

I had a dream about David last night.

In the dream I'm watching him in a blue jumper standing with his hands against a wall supporting himself since he wasn't strong enough to walk. The wall is the bottom part of a stage and the observing me is sitting in the front row. Then I see myself scooping up him and sitting in the same seat that the observing me is sitting in, thus moulding the two selves together. I feel the weight of the baby in my lap. A wonderful weight, heavy, warm and full of life, his head against my chest, turning as he takes in the scene on the stage. He's calm and content, safe in my arms, I'm also calm and content, feeling protective.

He would be about 2.5 months old now, not old enough to be standing. In the dream he was about 4-5 month old. Still not old enough to be standing, but that was his size.

From baby to babe, Firestone James had nothing but smiles for me when I came in this afternoon for new shocks. I told him I was taking a road trip and to do basic check of stuff and to check out the popping noise that I'm hearing. When I picked it up he smiled and said, "Have a good trip." With those baby blues to think about while I'm driving past the winter wheat, you know I will, handsome.

Merrie and Kashif broke up. This is how I found out:

Her (sad): "Kashif is thinking about moving to Pittsburg"
Me: "So what are you going to do? Start buying tickets to Pittsburgh?"
Her: "You don't know?"
Me: "Know what?"
Her: "We broke up"
Me (trying to be calm) "When did this happen?"
Her: "June"
Me: "You never told me."
Her: "At first I couldn't"
Me thinking: and then it just fucking slipped your mind? Saying: "oh, well, I'm sorry"

She made me promise not to tell Rob. I'm half tempted to because I know it's her he's after and that way he'll think he has a chance with her and get the hell away from me

As I talk to her it becomes apparent that I'm one of the last to know (besides Rob). Her co-workers know, Fawad, I'm pretty sure, knows. Just not me. I guess we're not as close friends as I thought we were. She was the first one I went to when Ray broke up with me.

I guess I'm going to the company party with Merrie. I'm skipping the dinner and we're going out to eat and then to the party for an hour or two and get enough to drink before heading out to Bricktown 54. I called and invited Fawad. More as a driver/key/money/id holder than anything.

It's coming to the point where I don't like clubbing anymore. It was sorta fun but with Merrie all the guys are after her and I can only get a guy to make eye contact with me if I just happen to be in his way to the bar or bathroom or Merrie.