I think last night I came to grips with the full brunt of my akwardness. It was a sad scene in which I kept breaking into inappropriate spontaneous dance, in the middle of a "swanky" bar.
Not that there is anything wrong with dancing, just that there is something terribly wrong with my dancing. Close your eyes and imagine the worst dancer you have ever seen. Hold on to the image and then combine their labored heavy steps with the frightening guy from the six flags commerical...
wa-la, there I am.
This would simply not be an issue if I did not like to dance, but I love it. Does anyone have a copy of Dancing for Dummies on DVD?
I need help.
1 comment:
glad to see you are blogging again.
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