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I should be in bed. I'm dancing tomorrow at the Farmers' Market at a most unchristly hour. Come and see us dance! Come throw money in our begging box! Come buy my hip scarves! Come and dance with us! It'll be fun, or I'm going to kill somebody. Heh....
Today, after dancing meltingly downtown, I went swimming at the public outdoor pool with Elanya and Kathryn. While in the blessedly cool waters, I admired a shapely young man who appeared to have been born in a pot of espresso. He bounced around like he was made of adrenaline, and did fancy-assed dives off the board. He was so hyper, that he reminded me of my crazed hyper chinchilla, Princess Tubby. Whenever she does a mad dash around her cage, I like to cheer, "Do it again! Do it again!" or sometimes just, "Yay, Tubby!"
Well, when the lively young man did a gonzo dive into the water, I cheered, "Yay, Tubby!" And I said it very loudly, I might add.
Someone needs to muzzle me.
Today, after dancing meltingly downtown, I went swimming at the public outdoor pool with Elanya and Kathryn. While in the blessedly cool waters, I admired a shapely young man who appeared to have been born in a pot of espresso. He bounced around like he was made of adrenaline, and did fancy-assed dives off the board. He was so hyper, that he reminded me of my crazed hyper chinchilla, Princess Tubby. Whenever she does a mad dash around her cage, I like to cheer, "Do it again! Do it again!" or sometimes just, "Yay, Tubby!"
Well, when the lively young man did a gonzo dive into the water, I cheered, "Yay, Tubby!" And I said it very loudly, I might add.
Someone needs to muzzle me.
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Date: 2003-07-05 06:01 am (UTC)From:Silly dancers! =)