Friday, 29 April 2011
Am going dancing tonight. I don't mean dancing like flailing about and grinding on as many other people as possible with techno in the background - I mean like Salsa, Merengue, Bachata, etc. Y'know...real frakking dancing. This is the aforementioned third date.
I can't dance to save my life. Seriously, when I was an opera singer, I was what they call a 'single threat'. To say that I'm awful at dancing really undersells people who are awful at dancing.
It should be fun. :)