I went up to Melbourne for a dance class and such on Friday night.
Was honestly one of the best nights I've had all year. The atmosphere was fantastic, the people were looking good, and I didn't feel like a left-footed yokel from the country - I was holding my own against people who have danced for years!
And then I had to drive alllll the way back home, and I spent that time singing loudly to my mixed-cds. And once home, I realised how very, VERY quiet my life here is.

Also, Thomas, everytime.
(Poppet some assembly required., Mon 31 Oct 2011, 6:46, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

In technical terms I am "shit" at dancing
I can get down on the dancefloor fine with about 6 pints in me, but proper dancing is a total FAIL
( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Mon 31 Oct 2011, 8:49, Reply)

I get worse at dancing the more I drink.
But then again, when I drink, dancing isn't usually at the top of my list of things to do. Usually it involves more drinking.
(Poppet some assembly required., Mon 31 Oct 2011, 8:58, Reply)