I’m a little more embarrassed than usual about writing here because my old boyfriend, after voting in my photo poll, said he might come back and read some of my other posts. My beloved regular readers already know how vacuous I am, but he might not have noticed yet. Oh well. I guess it had to happen sooner or later.
Speaking of loyal readers, Oleg visited from LA. He is quite adorable. He greeted Stella, pulled a spider from his pocket at the restaurant, got very shy, and then danced for joy.
I showed him some of my dance moves from the early seventies.
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Hey, this is not okay. Your video mis-characterizes me as a good dancer. I will not stand for this.
*sits down*
It’s amazing what happens to one when one is in the presence of greatness, isn’t it.