Groovy
My feet caressed the ITG dance pads of Mic Mac Mall for the first time in months on Saturday... remember back a few years ago when we could all play ourselves into cardiac arrest and somehow not feel an ounce of pain or fatigue? Man, I miss those days. Here's hoping that the arcade stays open for a few more months so I can continue to waste my hard-earned money on stompy-button games.
Also, I ran into Dan, James, and Erina. And that was cool.
Next weekend, Liz and I are heading down to Dartmouth Crossing with a big sack full of ET Zone tokens that I've had since Ataris were "neat-o" to partake in some more Dance-Dancing. In the meantime, life equates to work, job-hunting, and whittling my closet full of junk down to a transportable quantity of goods for the big move in May.
Wish me luck. And Stay Classy.
Also, I ran into Dan, James, and Erina. And that was cool.
Next weekend, Liz and I are heading down to Dartmouth Crossing with a big sack full of ET Zone tokens that I've had since Ataris were "neat-o" to partake in some more Dance-Dancing. In the meantime, life equates to work, job-hunting, and whittling my closet full of junk down to a transportable quantity of goods for the big move in May.
Wish me luck. And Stay Classy.