Last night was not as fun as I hoped it would be. I had my Friday night salsa dance, but instead of it being at the Halo like usual, the first Friday of every month it's hosted at Century Ballroom in the main room. It was packed, and cost $10 instead of the normal $7. I also had a harder time finding people to dance with. I'm still not that good (I'm about intermediary), and most people came with someone, so I ended up dancing with gross old men. Fun. No matter who I dance with, it's still practice, but I don't like feeling uncomfortable doing it, and I don't want to have to stop dancing in the middle of a song (which is really rude) because the 70 year old is trying to grind with me.
Also, in the mail yesterday, I received four letters from the Unemployment office of things I need to do. I'm not excited.
This is grumpy Aimee signing off, and headed for a big bowl of cereal.
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