daringtobe's Diaryland Diary

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There is a Rumble in my Tumbly

My daughter had dance class last night.

Which being on the recovering side of a stomach virus I really didn't want to have to be around people - work is entirely different - I don't have to be nice to those bastards - but other parents you do because you NEVER know. Anyway, do you know where the bathroom is at my daughter's dance studio?
In the actual dance room.
That's right, let's just say that if all the sudden while waiting for my daughter to finish shaking her groove thing..I felt..something "knock loose" so to speak. That means I would have had to interrupt her class go all the way in the back and use a toilet that is located in their supply closet and it may or may not lock.

I don't know about you but I think I would rather go out and sit in my car and crap myself than go through that ordeal....

Oh yeah here is a visual of what I believe caused the whole intestinal issue...

9:53 a.m. - March 30, 2006

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