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Belly Dancer Natasha

I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me

I'm a belly dancer, mother, and if you've never seen The Jerk, Monty Python's Holy Grail, or Ghostbusters...well, you probably don't get me. I love Shakespeare, Tolkien, and the backs of cereal boxes. I'm not too keen on bands that surfaced after 1990, and I have zero fashion sense. I'm an artist with no style, who is partially color blind; I'm a graceful dancer who falls off of flip flops and walks into tables. An enigma, wrapped in an riddle, wrapped in a vest.I got my layout at Cleanupmyspace.com

Check out a photo that Belly Dancer Natasha was tagged in on MySpace
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That's my son on the far right... no denying HIS parentage.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

David Bowie, a woman who is truly and unmistakably comfortable with her own beauty but doesn't dumb herself down to attract attention...Hunter S. Thompson, myself at age 10.

My Blog

Not so independent?

Ah hell.  I'm beginning to realize that I may not be as independent as I once was... or perhaps I'm just becoming aware (once again) that I need constant stimulation to keep me from being too int...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Aug 2008 00:40:00 GMT

It has to get better.

Medical issues are not convenient for me.  I have a son to raise, dancing to do, and a life to lead in general.  This just has to get better soon... right?
Posted by on Sun, 04 May 2008 23:40:00 GMT

Why the separation???

Come ON people!  Don't you think that ALL stay at home mom's would enjoy a play group?  Why all of the "special" groups??  Wives of accountants?  Mothers of color?!  What happ...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Mar 2008 16:03:00 GMT

Girls are suckers, Im no exception.

Boy, they sure no how to nail us, eh?  There we are, minding our own business, taking a leisurely stroll through Macy's, when we see the words "free gift".  I swear.  Are there any othe...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 17:11:00 GMT

Are your fingers broken?!

Jesus, how does one go about starting a rant like this?  Do I just dive in and begin verbally foaming at the mouth?  Do I ease into it, sinking slowly into my aggravation as into a warm bath...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 08:34:00 GMT