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Sex is just going through the motions...like theatre, emotions portrayed and even felt - but without the substance of the lines uttered by the presenters. It's sugar; good, a delicious ingredient but not a stand-alone. Some of us are addicted, but most of us outgrow it as an exclusive nutrient.

Tonight I made an utter ass of myself falling flat-out down on the dance floor like it was old-school Roxy. I also blatantly boxed. Only, after 3 drinks in 4 hours I can't even say I was drunk. I was just blowing off steam and being an utter ass. There was what I pegged as a pre-op trans / drag queen - bitch was fucking amazing. She danced to practically every song - no crowd with her, just on her own. I was already her fan, when she started doing high kicks - really high. Then she took off and sang during one song...I heard her over the speakers and she had some serious voice! I wish I had the nerve to say she was so cool, welcome her aboard, and beg beg beg her to come back.

Skinny girl danced up on me - I thought it was an accident, her ass in my pelvis. Flattered and not one bit inappropriate, but I runway'd the other way. Was compared to someone's hot hubby - won here, lost there, but he had chin and height over me (oh and a wife). Flattering coparison though! I had the pressence of mind to apologize to the girl I rammed into the last time I danced - I remembered I walloped her, but was having too much fun to apoligize, then forgot. She corrected me, noting that it was she that ran into me (who knew!?) and she was going to apologize to me, only I looked too much like I was having fun. I was! Somehow this wound up as a conversation about work issues...on the dance floor.

Tonight...I think I did all my dances, the circuit, the male stripper, boxing, old-school trax...I'm sure I looked like an utter ass, but damn did I have fun. I think I may finally be returning to life, returning to me. 'bout time. I miss me. Smiling a lot lately.

Had a blast, did I mention? Did my boxy dance, did my super faggy runway dance too - lots of really good and fun music tonight - really good mix at chronos. The big announcement was...well not very big. Chronos still exists, yawn Tony. When I fell I got a hand up from a guy I frequently rag on - noted. Vicki was doing super-sexy dance, but in crazy high-heels. She was with a friend who wore a plaid sweater, and also could do sexy dancing. Huh. Tonight was not a night for Jose's world of judgments, no it was not. Along those lines, I had fucking fun. I was dancing to a song or two...and then I noticed I was sweating.

Odd happy note at work - I turned in my weekly report, and I'm the only one that does. My boss noted that I had done a lot of shit this week - I can't belive he noticed. I thought he just hit reply with "thanx" but in fact I did a ton of shit taht was on my log this week, and he noticed. Huh!

Things are a tad better now, inside and out, and I had a ton o' fun tonight. Tonne. "thought I'd something else to sa-ay..."

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I don't usually post utube videos (coz they're blocked at work) but homigawd
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1R-V846_Mm8
(shoes meets fashion freak) (thank you hoggle-walker)

Did I mention Tony mocking my request to play "destroy everything you touch" not-when I was holding a drink, being felt up, or talking to someone cute? He said he couldn't believe more than one happened...while I was talking to "underaged-Carrie" (cute) and holding a drink. (the nickname is from Tracks days, for the cops who read my LJ)

Did I mention why I keep doing that stupid squatting dance move thingy? It doesn't make me look any less absurd, but since I started squats in the gym I'm just amazed at the silly new tricks I can do. So they are emerging on the dance floor, but they look silly. The problem is what to do with it - boxing as you throw hooks into the kidneys? Jumping up and down like a Russian dancing doll? So I'm sorry, it'll probably get less silly with time, but for me it's a new fun trick - pray I never relearn to do gainers, back-tucks, or handsprings! They looked sillier when I was in Boston talking on the phone in the park, and just started squatting down...I got looks like "who's that guy going poo?"