Lovely day, excellent date, contra, snuggles.
Except that we had perhaps the single worst caller it has ever been my displeasure to dance to. After running out of ideas for n00b-friendly dances, he simply called lame dances. Too many mixers, too many squares, and basically, just undiluted lamesauce.
There was, however, much snuggles afterwards.
Interesting point: The Shoreland is very, very different from Breck. Breck has a very strong lounge culture: anyone who's just hanging around is doing it in the lounge. Moreover, people drink perhaps two nights a week. Maybe.
Shoreland does have a kitchen and a bathroom in each suite, though.
Will elaborate in the morning maybe.
**elaboration**
Oh dear, I am very tired and sore and have two papers to write. Dancing barefoot very much for the lose, but the heel of my left shoe has been damaged and moderately sharp plastic is sticking out, and that's not pleasant, so I danced barefoot and got pwned for it.
I need to go get work done. I think I'm going to take a half-hour nap, because I feel like I'll be more productive afterwards.
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Sunday, June 7, 2009
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