VVVow!

I am actually in a good mood that sprouted up from nowhere. I suppose it comes from being around happy people. Specifically, a Swiss choreographer that is trying to teach us hip-hop dance and says VVVow! a lot. It's hard to be sad and grumpy around that.

I'm still thinking seriously about moving out of this place and getting a place of my own somewhere. The downside is that I could only afford something in the ghetto, but perhaps a tiny studio with bars on the windows is what I need in order to feel good. Not what anyone would have ever guessed, but it might just be the thing I need. I'm still thinking about it. Nothing definite yet. I suppose there is a definite downside, such as no more cable and wireless internet, no more pool table (not that I use it anyway), no more backyard and no more driveway. But the upside is no more condescending remarks, no more pressure to "do something", and all the quiet time I can possibly stand. (in theory) But it's definitely something I'm considering.

My diet is working. I'm closer to an acceptable weight, but every time I go to dance class, I am seriously dismayed by the size of my ass. I look like a damn soccer mom with all the extra stuff I have going on back there. Nothing against soccer moms, but I just want to look like the girl I used to be. Unfortunately, I was born with the junk in the trunk gene, and maturity is showing it to its fullest(no pun intended). The diet is half accomplished. I must admit, I'm proud of myself for actually paying attention to it for this long. Obsession at its best, folks.

So that's the day. Monday, rainy, cloudy, and so on. And I'm not bitching and moaning at the end of it. VVVow!