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went dancing last night for the first tuesday in, like, a million years. wow, was it fun. i showed up at 7pm for the advanced class, not knowing that the instructor had been teaching them a routine over the last 6 weeks... it was the last night of teaching it to them, yet i was able to pick it up after a few times through. i was really proud of myself. (i'm totally going to the "summer hummer" weekend now... there's going to be a choreography track, and i'm dying to do more.) had some great dances after the class, which made me really happy considering how out of practice i was. one of the rockstar dancers actually told me that our dance "rocked". (i was shocked... i thought i screwed up every 2 seconds.) i danced until about 10:30, and then practically collapsed from exhaustion... i need to get back into shape!

quote of the night, from flirtyboy: "you have a TATTOO??? so... what do i have to dance you out of in order to see it?" *chortle*

went home to have an online argument of sorts with D. he'd really upset me in the afternoon, and i was fully prepared for things to be over after our conversation. we'd been online, figuring out how to meet up for the sox game tonight... and instead of just saying "call me when you get there, and we'll meet up and go in", he started making it into this big deal -- "well, i should get you your ticket tonight, because i don't know where i'll be... we're going out beforehand... or i might want to go in before you're there..." and to me, normal couples just say they'll meet up and go in, rather than saying "you're on your own." it just seemed to be another thing to add to the list of "jenn giving a lot of herself all the time, and D not doing it even a teeny bit"... like, he cared so little for me that he couldn't even meet me before the damn sox game. i told him before i went out to just give the ticket to someone at work, someone whose schedule meshed better with his so that he wouldn't have to meet up with them.

so when i got home from dancing, he knew i was peeved... he apologized several times, told me he'd made a big deal out of it for nothing, and that he'd thought he was doing it more for my convenience than anything else (so i wouldn't have to wait for him if he was late). he realized he'd been a doofus. so... i'm still going to the sox game tonight, although it's lost some of its luster after all this stupidity. and it sounds like D and i are due for another talk at some point.
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