I just went to a trance night and shook my ass for at least 2 hours straight. Maybe even 3. Jumped around, swoopy arms, stompy stompy. It felt great, and it's nice to know I still have it in me. I saw people I haven't seen in years, from my old ravey-Hartley days. I was happy they remembered me, and seemed happy to see me. It was a fitting memorial for Greg, I think. Music. Dancing. Friends.
I am sofucking tired.
Posted by thevieve at June 11, 2006 2:40 AMSounds like it was fun. I would have come in to town for that had I known. It's good to get a dance on once in a while.
Posted by: ethan on June 15, 2006 6:57 PM