Alternative dance theory: I don’t do as well in dance when I’m sick, and I do better once I reattain some level of health. Night club went much better today… even if I don’t actually quite remember the new move we learned. (That’s been a thorn in my side all evening.)

Managed to make it to the dance practice this evening, and I was glad I did. I learned a new technique for asking someone to dance (“may I have the next dance to a song that doesn’t suck?”), snuck in a salsa with Robin (ostensibly because the song did suck), saw an old dance friend, saw some old non-dance friends, kidded around with Marco. I also saw Will and his girlfriend smile while dancing with each other—for the first time, at least as long as I’ve been a wallflower. Good times all around.

Oh, and I didn’t need aspirin to get out of bed this morning. That was a nice perk, too.

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For the first time ever, I got a shipping confirmation from Sharp informing me that my monitor is being returned to me. This time they sent it via standard overnight; I hope that means they actually saw the line and fixed it this time. It’ll be good to have a fully-functional monitor on my G5 again. There are all these things I have lying around on the G5 that would stare me in the face and reminding me about various odds and ends I have to do; I don’t seem to do those odds and ends when I don’t have those things staring me in the face.

Andy’s just pointed out a new site to me: I Love Beams. Somehow, I don’t think it compares to the original.