You know your are addicted to salsa dancing if.....

Here are a list of signs that you might be addicted to salsa dancing:

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Signs of Being Addicted to Salsa
After you break up with your boyfriend/girlfriend, you go out salsa dancing.
All your "former" friends have now abandoned you - and have been replaced with salsa friends.
Club owners hate you because you go to the club and all you do is drink the free water.
Everything you do leads back to salsa.
For your birthday, your friends buy you something related to salsa.
Friday and Saturday nights are off limits for any events because you just CANNOT miss your salsa night.
Heaven is having lots of space on the dance floor.
Hell is a place where there is no salsa.
Nobody wants to go shopping with you because all you talk about is how that would look so good in the salsa club.
One of your pet peeves are cumbia dancers.
People do not know you are secretly practicing your footwork when they are speaking with you on the phone.
People won't loan you money, because "you'll blow it on salsa".
Salsa is wait..salsa is better than sex
Salsa lessons/club cover fees are now a permanent part of your monthly expenses.
Start spending more on salsa clothes than work clothes.
The only time you rest in the club is during the merengue breaks.
When you dress up to go out in the middle of the week, your flatmates donât even have to ask where youâre going…
When you say, "I need my FIX for the week." you are not referring to drugs.
You and your friend/partner dance in the oddest places (i.e. grocery store, mall, gym, work, etc.).
You are a writer/columnist and all you think about is writing about salsa.
You are in church listening to the sermon, but secretly you are dancing in your head.
You are looking for a wedding dress that you can dance salsa in.
You are on that eternal search for those perfect shoes.
You are on the web all day long visiting salsa web sites.
You are pondering getting a license plate with "Salsa" somehow in it.
You are the only non-latino in the Musica Latina section.
You argue about how salsa should be danced.
You become jealous when watching your dance partner, whom you have no relations with, dance with another person.
You bust out some salsa solo moves when waiting in line to use the restroom.
You can only stand merengue for a few songs.
You can't buy enough salsa music/clothes/shoes.
You cannot convince any of your friends to come with you.
You cannot imagine life without salsa.
You check the salsa web's partner search everyday.
You convince yourself you can get by on 3-4 hours sleep per night.
You cruise downtown blasting salsa music.
You dance in your dreams.
You decide that going out salsa dancing is more important than studying for that big exam.
You decide the only man/woman you will marry has to be a salsa dancer.
You do your leg workout earlier in the week so you can have "fresh" legs for your salsa weekend.
You don't even miss your "former" friends, as long as you have your salsa!
You dump your boyfriend/girlfriend because he/she is getting in the way of your salsa training.
Your emergency speed dial your dance instructors from the club bathroom, because you can't remember how to finish a combo.
You extend your vacation a few days, just so you can check out a local club.
You get annoyed with people in the club who are there to just drink and smoke and stare.
You get caught by your boss surfing the during working hours.
You get desperate to practice and you dance with an "imaginary" partner.
You get stopped (at work, in a grocery store, in the mall, etc.) by random people telling you that they have seen you dance.
You go on vacation and instead of looking forward to seeing the main attraction, you just cannot wait until you check out the local salsa clubs.
You go to a hip hop/dance club and you find yourself trying to find the beat of the clave.
You have chronic knee and back problems from all the dips, flips, and tricks.
You have engaged in fisticuffs with another dancer over the "one" and the "two".
You have experienced at least one time when you overexerted yourself on the dance floor.
You have lost about 10 lbs. from dancing so much.
You have met all new (better and more permanent) friends.
You have salsa music on your answering machine.
You have salsa music as your cellphone ringtone.
You have salsa songs/videos on your myspace page.
You have searched and found EVERY club in town.
You install wooden floors in your house because you prefer them over carpet.
You know you're addicted to salsa if you go to sleep with salsa music playing.
You know you're addicted when someone mentions getting more because they ran out of Salsa, you think of the dance, not the topping on tortilla chips and other food…
You know your addicted if you just found out about forums and became a member and went trigger happy posting ……
You leave the club at 3 a.m., completely tired from dancing all night, and you get stopped by the cops because you were swerving on the road. When the cop asks you to perform the "walk", you start busting out your salsa.
You lie to your boss and tell him/her the reason you have to fly to Los Angles/New York/Miami or Puerto Rico is strictly for business but really Salsa Congress!
You lightly dance your basic when you are waiting for something or when no one is looking.
You never listen to the radio anymore because all you listen to are salsa cds/iPod.
You own at least 2-3 salsa instructional videos. * (they all suck, however)
You post dozen of messages on addicted2salsa forums, so you can quickly bump your status from 'newbie' to 'addict'.
You practice your turns when no one is looking.
You pray at night and thank God for creating salsa.
You quit watching TV.
You realize that the only thing you have done for the past few YEARS is go salsa dancing every weekend and you feel you still haven't gotten enough.
You say you are going shopping for a new business outfit, but you are secretly salsa shopping.
You sing salsa songs in the shower.
You sing songs with words you don't even understand.
You sneak to your car during working hours just so you can listen to a few salsa tunes.
You spend more time gossiping about the other dancers than you do talking with your own family.
You start changing your screen names to "Salsa-this" or "Salsa-that".
You start clearing space in your room so you can dance salsa there.
You start networking with people at salsa clubs, in search of a boss to hire you, who already understands how important salsa is.
You start talking 100 mph just because someone shows an interest that you like to dance salsa.
You start wearing tight t-shirts.
You started working out again because you have to be in shape to wear those salsa outfits.
You take naps during lunch because you went dancing last night
You take something that has no relevance to salsa dancing, but somehow you manipulate the conversation to end with salsa.
You try to pass your addiction onto your other friends.
You try your salsa moves in the hip hop/dance club with somebody that has never partner danced.
You use to be humble and shy, but now you just have to show off every chance you get.
You use to have other hobbies.
You vividly remember your first experience with salsa and the date it happened.
You walk into the club and everyone there is like family to you.
You watch anything that deals with body movement, (i.e. karate, gymnastics, figure skating, ballet) because you are trying to devise a new salsa move.
You watch the MTV music awards and you don't recognize any of the new groups/singers because you never listen to that music anymore.
You went to a salsa congress and had an information overload.
You're addicted to salsa when you danced too much and say you're sick of dancing….until you hear another salsa song and you're back at it again.
You're addicted to salsa when you hear a song and think….how would this song sound like with a salsa beat?
You're addicted to salsa when you start tapping a salsa beat on the steering wheel. Even when there's no music.
You're hurt worse by criticism of your salsa, than by your boss berating your performance at work.
You've considered getting a different/easier job day job to co-exist with your salsa dancing.
You've discovered, in this list, at least 4 tips to improve your salsa, such as lying to your boss, and practicing while on the phone.
Your boss catches you concentrating furiously on Anthony Persaud videos on YouTube.
Your boyfriend/girlfriend does not understand the "strictly plutonic" relationship you have with your salsa partner because you simply cannot wait until you practice with him/her again.
Your cell-phone speed dial has more than 2 dance instructors.
Your doctor gives you a serious look and says "All right, how many nights a week do you Salsa?".
Your family coat-of-arms features a couple salsa dancing.
Your friends and family do not understand what you are ranting and raving about.
Your idea of a good first date is to go salsa dancing.
Your neighbors are wondering what the hell that is you are playing.
Your shoes are worn out from spinning so much.
Your skirt keeps getting shorter and shorter.
Your websurfing habits have radically altered.
You've convinced yourself that you've got it under control now that you only go out Salsa dancing 3 to 4 times a week.

And the craziest sign you are addicted to salsa dancing:

You are addicted to salsa when you decide that you will quit doing your PhD at the top engineering university in the nation and, decline other higher paying job offers, and move to San Diego, to pursue salsa dancing and create a website called Addicted2Salsa just for the fun of it. - yep… That's what I did.