2002-06-20 || 10:05 p.m.

|| tango class. all that sassiness wasted. and the mirrors make me look very fat. and manly. ||

good heavens.

i just got home from my first tango class. and.

four boys. eighteen girls.

tonight i danced with an asian lady who came up to my boobs. who kept saying i look like julie andrews.

it was very difficult to be sassy tango dancer with this small lady who comes up to my boobs.

but i learned several moves! and i am dying to teach them to everyone i know so that we can dance the sassy tango in the very large kitchen.

but.

oh.

i don't know what to do. as much as i like the very nice very small asian lady who says i look like julie andrews.

i have this issue? with feeling a bit manly sometimes? and it is very hard to feel ladylike when you are leading. and you are wearing oldmanpants. and this person whose back flab you are gingerly holding is very small and is squinting up at you like you are mr. t. if mr. t were in the sound of music.

dag.

next week. i wear a fancy dress. and high heel shoes and i drag a poor unwitting boy to class with me.

i will say. i am buying him "dinner."

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