You don't own me...

If there were slightly more room in the living room, and slightly lower hazard of tripping over 3 stools, a chair, a clothes rack, and Ruy, I'd so be up and dancing right now.

I'm listening to Lesley Gore right now, as she sings You Don't Own Me.  And I can't help but want to flail all of my limbs around and pretend that what I'm doing actually qualifies as dancing.  Again, didn't get the dancing gene.

*takes a break to groove in her chair to Sunshine, Lollipops, and Rainbows*

Alright, this entry is going nowhere if I keep listening to this music.  I'd better wrap it--sunshine, lollipops, rainbows.......