reasons not to browse 'Profiles'

I browsed 'Profiles' - you know, where you click on your listed interests to see if there's anyone else who likes the same things as you.

I am the only person in the whole wide world who has "an interest in dancing in living room to R & B divas CDs".

I don't know if this makes me feel unique and special, or just ... or just ...

Comments

  1. Anonymous16/2/09 11:19

    No worries. Both unique and special! I do it in the kitchen to R and B or almost anything with a beat, really! :-) Just didn't think to tell anyone. As a writer, you might like my creative writing comp at http://scribblecitycentral.blogspot.com/2009/02/secret-gardens-literary-doorsand-prize.html You could even win a signed book....!

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  2. Fran Hill16/2/09 11:53

    Thanks for your comment, Lucy. That has to be the LONGEST web link address ever! But I will definitely look up your competition. Always looking for opportunities ...

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  3. jola17/2/09 09:24

    There is absolutely nothing wrong with dancing in your living room to whatever music you want. I have learned that at my age it's no longer safe to try to sing and dance in the shower, sing... yes, move around with slippery feet in a sexy love diva style way - nope. Enjoyed your blog entries!

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  4. Fran Hill17/2/09 09:34

    Thank you, Jola. I will keep dancing ... perhaps with the curtains closed. Glad you enjoyed the blog. Keep reading!

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  5. Mark Kerstetter21/2/09 13:55

    Oh, but you knew everyone does that, and would just have to leave a comment to tell you. But it's nice to talk to people with different interests too. Like-minds get boring: 'oh, I couldn't agree more'; 'yes, my thoughts exactly'; 'you got that right'; 'yup'.

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  6. Stan21/4/09 01:05

    Fran: At least you can be assured of having the dance floor, I mean the living room, to yourself; the risk of collisions and casualties is greatly reduced.

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  7. Fran Hill21/4/09 14:58

    Stan, you should see the size of our living room ...

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