My Dad has been working through some boxes stored in his basement and he gave me a stack of papers to go through. Here's some cringy things I found -
A Breakdancing instructional poster - I am pretty sure this came in a record I bought?
I laughed until I cried looking at this. It reminded me of when my mom signed me up for a (thankfully short) set of beginner breakdancing lessons at a downtown dance studio in the 80's.
I was horrible at it, but I appreciate my mom letting try.
When I found out that Shawn Cassidy and I share the same birthday I thought that meant we were destined to be together forever. My obsession with him was as short lived as my breakdancing career, but along the way someone gifted me with this super cool notebook.
In this pile of papers there were some loose "order forms" and receipts and menus from when I would play waitress and take orders from imaginary customers in the restaurant in my room.
Those made sense, more sense than this note I found.
I was a lover, not a fighter, so I am mystified by this. What was up?
Who was I begging myself not to fight?
Ok, so who would NOT want The Go-Go's, Willie Nelson and Billy Joel at their party? But who is Jennifer Rodgers? Google is revealing nothing. Such a mystery.
