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Went swing dancing tonight...again. This is the most I've been out attempting to Swing in nigh on 6 years.

6 Years? SIX! VI. 00110. When the hell did this happen? ( ...in which Anthony goes off again )

But in all honesty, I love it. I'd forgotten how much I missed actually doing swing. I've been "Clubbing" so long, I've just fallen out of it. Forgotten what it's like to actually TOUCH someone while dancing--and not be grinding. Forgotten the look of legs in heels and skirts--of twirling skirts when doing a turn.

AH! What lovely things legs are when playing peek-a-boo on the dance floor. Flash of red, flash of flesh, and a turn. It makes the heart light!

Most of all, I love the smell of a woman on your hands and shirt at the end of the night. Powder, or perfume, soap or just her.

I can't think of a better thing in the world than that.

2:08am, Friday 11, 2005

It occurs to me, now, in the soft glow of the monitor, and the soothing tones of my Grandmother snoring over Robbie Williams singing Feel, that I should not have had as much Mountain Dew as I imbibed today.

At this moment, there are at least 1.5 Liters of The Dew coursing through my veins like a stampede of sugar-water flavored caffine. This cannot be good.

I am tired, oh so tired. But my mind is still running in thirty thousand different directions, and I want to be up and out and about doing things, but must sleep. Must get through tomorrow work day. Must get through 2 hour drive to San Diego. Must survive getting shots served by insane Eastern European bar owner. Must survive 80's night. Must...continue...to think...

Must take my silly ass to bed.

No, wait...as stupid as it is...I think I can knock off another chapter in Cerebus! Or--ooo--ooo--move some more in Memoirs of a Geisha...I really need to finish this book before the movie comes out, huh?

SLEEP! Sleep ye damnable fool! SLEEP!!!!