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Sep 03, 2009 22:35

Phew. Life!

We had another blues dance party at Laurel House last Friday. ( Oh god oh god oh god. )

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sanura September 4 2009, 14:50:00 UTC
Omgz omgz please let there be a blues dance party during Thanksgiving for we will descend upon you like the apocalypse.

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ceteranna September 4 2009, 17:33:47 UTC
Weeelll... given that a lot of people go out of town for Thanksgiving, it may not work to have it that Saturday. But I would certainly love to try. God, you would love blues dance SO MUCH. I've thought of you a bunch of times since last Friday and wished you could have been there.

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ceteranna September 4 2009, 17:43:05 UTC
Oh hey hey check it out. The guy in this video is Damon, the rather famous instructor I danced with a couple times and chatted a fair amount with. He's awesome, I have a total boycrush on him. (The dancing in that video's a bit more physically intimate than what we were doing, but a long time ago you asked for more video links, I think, and that's closer to what party-style blues dance actually looks like than the one I gave you then.)

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haruka27 September 5 2009, 06:35:10 UTC
YAAAY VISITS YAY!

Also, I bet I can guess who was asking about friendship+, but maybe I'd be surprised!

Rah rah.

We left some pear juice in the fridge. And some leftovers from Pad Thai. They are yours. And Peter managed to leave his new yardsale jacket somewhere in your house. Anything else you do not recognize, they are probably ours.

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ceteranna September 5 2009, 18:21:17 UTC
Actually, everyone had a question or two, but I'm sure you can guess who cornered me in my room to talk about it for 45 minutes. Heehee.

I admit, I had assumed as much about the leftovers, and have already polished off Peter's Pad Thai and your rice. Peter's jacket is neatly draped over the stairs just where he left it. I found one of your green earrings and then accidentally dropped it behind my bookshelf, where I figure it is safe enough for the moment until I find the other one. Other than that I don't think you guys left anything, except for a big gaping HOLE in my HEART.

Hope you guys are recovering okay from your final marathon sprint. Doggersnuffles in your ear.

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