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Thursday, November 06, 2003 ( 3:46 PM ) Melody Kiss and Tell I don't know what to post about today, so we're going with the theme of firsts. Let's begin with kissing. My first kiss was with Ed something-or-other at a high school dance. I was 14. I didn't want to kiss him. We were flirting in the hallway by the bathroom, and suddenly he slammed me up against the wall and before I knew what was happening, shoved his tongue through my teeth. After the initial shock, I tried to relax into it. I looked at it as an interesting experiment, and I was eager to see what all the fuss was about, but his rhythm was erratic, and his tongue was sweet-- too sweet. He tasted like root beer. Fortunately, kissing has gotten much much better since. # Wednesday, November 05, 2003 ( 9:29 AM ) Melody Truth in advertising One more thing. Cross your fingers for me, but for the last few days, no J.C.-related ads on my blog! # ( 9:28 AM ) Melody Dance On a slightly less somber note, I love this Diane Wakoski poem-- Belly Dancer. It adequately expresses how I'm feeling lately. Despite the war that's being waged on our bodies, there are just days, sometimes weeks, months, I love being a woman. I'm going to this fabulous Greek restaurant on Friday, and I think they're going to have a belly dancer, so this is doubly appropriate. BTW: No offense to the men in the studio audience. Paraphrasing a good friend: All that matters is what happens and what I choose to believe about it. # ( 9:14 AM ) Melody Ladies, grab your coat hangers The soon to be signed Partial Birth Abortion bill doesn't even include a provision to protect the life of the mother. What is there to say about this? It's an awful day for women's rights. # |
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