Smoke
Ergh! The only thing about going to Ceroc that I really cannot stand is the smoke. Because the venue's quite large and open, you don't notice it as much when you're there - but when you get home - it's all you can smell in your hair. And my contact-dermatitis does not appear to like it. Either that, or Alexander's aftershave has reacted badly to my skin :-S At least that smells better though.
Now I have to wash everything - bedding, clothing, sofa-throw... Why do I do this twice a week?
*sigh*
On the plus side, there were quite a few people there last night, and when everyone had filtered off home except Stuart, Tim, and another guy - who's name I have just forgotten *slaps* but is a good dancer anyway - we had a great time :) Don't like the wednesday Chicago DJ as much as the Thursday one, I've decided, and I prefer nights where there isn't a live band that eats up half the evening so you can't get a dance in until gone midnight.
Anyway, procrastinating over.
On with the assignment for friday.
Now I have to wash everything - bedding, clothing, sofa-throw... Why do I do this twice a week?
*sigh*
On the plus side, there were quite a few people there last night, and when everyone had filtered off home except Stuart, Tim, and another guy - who's name I have just forgotten *slaps* but is a good dancer anyway - we had a great time :) Don't like the wednesday Chicago DJ as much as the Thursday one, I've decided, and I prefer nights where there isn't a live band that eats up half the evening so you can't get a dance in until gone midnight.
Anyway, procrastinating over.
On with the assignment for friday.