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dragojustineThe post office stamp machine gives out only dollar coins as change, no dollar bills. I now have 12 dollar coins, 9 Sacs and 3 Susan Bs. I have never seen so many dollar coins in one place in my whole life. And the Sacs are brand new and SHINY!
So last night was almost as much of a blast as the night before. Suddenly this whole moving thing isn't looking as bad. I went out to visit the 3rd street swingers, who dance on the 3rd Street Promenade every other Sunday. It was a bigger crowd than I expected, and with way better dancers and a higher average level than at Rusty's. Being watched and photographed by all the people going by was actually way cooler than I expected. Normally I'm incredibly self-conscious about my dancing, because the people watching are usually as good or better than me. Being watched by people who don't dance, and are impressed that I'm doing it at all, is actually pretty awesome.
Also, that swishy gold skirt I bought in Turkey is possibly the best swing skirt ever. Go me!
There was this one guy there who was taller than me- maybe only about 6'2", but a big guy- broad back and shoulders, you know, solid. And he tried to dip me, but of course I'm a lousy dip, and we did the halfway down thing with me trying to keep my center of gravity over my feet and then he wouldn't let me up. Just kept going lower. And then he leaned in real close and said "you're not getting up till you let it go." And I did. Completely relaxed. He put me all the way down to like a foot off the ground, then popped me back up like I weighed maybe 10 pounds. And am I a little horny now? You betcha. Seriously, why aren't there more guys in the world who are tall, with those broad broad shoulders and strong arms? I never used to have this thing, honestly. I used to lust after little shrimps like Milo Ventimiglia. I've never even kissed a guy as tall as me, in fact! It's only in the last six months that I realized the inherent incredible sexiness in the fact that men can be physically so large. I'm blaming it all on Jared Padalecki, because too much time spent admiring the Ginormotron does things to your head. I guess this explains my sudden interest in Adam Balwin, who was not previously my type. *sighs* Dammit, where are all the tall broad strong ones who I can get away with cuddling in the guise of dancing with?
So last night was almost as much of a blast as the night before. Suddenly this whole moving thing isn't looking as bad. I went out to visit the 3rd street swingers, who dance on the 3rd Street Promenade every other Sunday. It was a bigger crowd than I expected, and with way better dancers and a higher average level than at Rusty's. Being watched and photographed by all the people going by was actually way cooler than I expected. Normally I'm incredibly self-conscious about my dancing, because the people watching are usually as good or better than me. Being watched by people who don't dance, and are impressed that I'm doing it at all, is actually pretty awesome.
Also, that swishy gold skirt I bought in Turkey is possibly the best swing skirt ever. Go me!
There was this one guy there who was taller than me- maybe only about 6'2", but a big guy- broad back and shoulders, you know, solid. And he tried to dip me, but of course I'm a lousy dip, and we did the halfway down thing with me trying to keep my center of gravity over my feet and then he wouldn't let me up. Just kept going lower. And then he leaned in real close and said "you're not getting up till you let it go." And I did. Completely relaxed. He put me all the way down to like a foot off the ground, then popped me back up like I weighed maybe 10 pounds. And am I a little horny now? You betcha. Seriously, why aren't there more guys in the world who are tall, with those broad broad shoulders and strong arms? I never used to have this thing, honestly. I used to lust after little shrimps like Milo Ventimiglia. I've never even kissed a guy as tall as me, in fact! It's only in the last six months that I realized the inherent incredible sexiness in the fact that men can be physically so large. I'm blaming it all on Jared Padalecki, because too much time spent admiring the Ginormotron does things to your head. I guess this explains my sudden interest in Adam Balwin, who was not previously my type. *sighs* Dammit, where are all the tall broad strong ones who I can get away with cuddling in the guise of dancing with?
