Unexpected Encounters. Where do I begin? Well I found one, not with quite the qualifications I had created. This one is from closer to the border than to Cuba. Still, it was, for me at least, divine. I want to hold the details to myself this time because I’m still using them to keep me [...]
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Bajo Chi Town
Posted in Dance, Lovers, Salsa, lust on October 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Chi-Town I
Posted in Culture and 'Ethnicity', Journal, Salsa, activist on October 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
It’s been awhile, too long. Just a quick update for the few (I know how few from the ratings). I’m still living in my very-first-apartment-alone-in-downtown-Atlanta, who-hoo. Thing is, I don’t have very many guests. I still am surprised that I haven’t ‘gone wild’ here and I’m not really sure what to make of that. Lately, [...]
Cheap Thrills / Mantequilla
Posted in Dance, Salsa, en español on January 12, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Taking a piss when no one is in the house and not flushing. Putting my cell on vibrate and calling myself repeatedly from my home phone. Stealing pencils from the side pockets of my unknowing peers on campus. Farting in a crowded elevator where I’m the only woman. Giving my mock-speech of when I win the [...]
