just 'cause she dances go-go, it don't make her a ho, no
Because I want to make you suffer with the minutiae of my day to day: WEEKEND HIGHLIGHTS.
Friday
+ Went to Friday Night Blues! That was marvelous because I met a boy. He is cute, and 24, and a Production Assistant here in the Bay Area, and did I mention he was cute. I heart him.
... This is important for later.
Saturday
+ Attended my first Saturday night house party. Apparently it's pretty common for SF-area dancer folks to converge at somebody's house or other on the weekends and dance there, so I managed to hitch a ride out to Berkeley for some bluesing, drunken antics, and delicious snacks. (Vegan chocolate cake! Doritos! Edamame!)
+ Sent the following text to Asumi: Remember that cute boy? Yeah, I'm wearing his shirt right now. (Also his pants.)
+ ... It's because I had a blacklight/white bra wardrobe malfunction, and Danceboy let me borrow his shirt. He then kept getting confused every time he saw me, because WAIT THAT'S HIS SHIRT EXCEPT HE'S NOT IN IT. So we joked about changing pants.
Then we did it!
I have to ask him for his size, man. Those boyjeans were so comfy, and apparently also flattering!
Sunday
+ Blues prom! This was at a weekly venue in the Mission; everybody dressed up in crazy prom attire and danced around until 2.
+ A and I competed in the open blues contest, and apparently were thiiiiiis close to making the final four (out of, like, thirty). Not bad!
+ I proceeded to overanalyze and spazz out in re: Danceboy to one of my friends, although she said he was acting flirty towards me. (He said my shoes were hot? And gave me an approving "Look at you!" when he first saw me. And kept walking over to say hi to me and/or arching his eyebrows when I passed by.) Another one of his friends was talking with us and he asked a question, to which she replied patiently, "I just said that. But you were focused on the pretty girl."
"... I was."
+ A and Suzy and I went out for 3 am breakfast at Sparky's 24-hour cafe, which was delectable. I had a bacon cheeseburger with french fries. OM NOM.
+ Then I forgot my key and A helped me break into my house.
Tomorrow, I go in to hammer out my work schedule, and today I fiiiiinally updated Between the Lines-- so I'm feeling pretty okay! But oh my God, guys. >.> This guy is so cute. I am so happy to be fixated on someone not A, but I'm also kind of awkwardly having jealous mini-fits when he talks with other girls in what might be a flirty way. Which. We dance blues, so. Problematic.
Friday
+ Went to Friday Night Blues! That was marvelous because I met a boy. He is cute, and 24, and a Production Assistant here in the Bay Area, and did I mention he was cute. I heart him.
... This is important for later.
Saturday
+ Attended my first Saturday night house party. Apparently it's pretty common for SF-area dancer folks to converge at somebody's house or other on the weekends and dance there, so I managed to hitch a ride out to Berkeley for some bluesing, drunken antics, and delicious snacks. (Vegan chocolate cake! Doritos! Edamame!)
+ Sent the following text to Asumi: Remember that cute boy? Yeah, I'm wearing his shirt right now. (Also his pants.)
+ ... It's because I had a blacklight/white bra wardrobe malfunction, and Danceboy let me borrow his shirt. He then kept getting confused every time he saw me, because WAIT THAT'S HIS SHIRT EXCEPT HE'S NOT IN IT. So we joked about changing pants.
Then we did it!
I have to ask him for his size, man. Those boyjeans were so comfy, and apparently also flattering!
Sunday
+ Blues prom! This was at a weekly venue in the Mission; everybody dressed up in crazy prom attire and danced around until 2.
+ A and I competed in the open blues contest, and apparently were thiiiiiis close to making the final four (out of, like, thirty). Not bad!
+ I proceeded to overanalyze and spazz out in re: Danceboy to one of my friends, although she said he was acting flirty towards me. (He said my shoes were hot? And gave me an approving "Look at you!" when he first saw me. And kept walking over to say hi to me and/or arching his eyebrows when I passed by.) Another one of his friends was talking with us and he asked a question, to which she replied patiently, "I just said that. But you were focused on the pretty girl."
"... I was."
+ A and Suzy and I went out for 3 am breakfast at Sparky's 24-hour cafe, which was delectable. I had a bacon cheeseburger with french fries. OM NOM.
+ Then I forgot my key and A helped me break into my house.
Tomorrow, I go in to hammer out my work schedule, and today I fiiiiinally updated Between the Lines-- so I'm feeling pretty okay! But oh my God, guys. >.> This guy is so cute. I am so happy to be fixated on someone not A, but I'm also kind of awkwardly having jealous mini-fits when he talks with other girls in what might be a flirty way. Which. We dance blues, so. Problematic.