i want to wake up tomorrow morning and dance more balboa. two full days of it was in no way enough. ahh, perhaps next friday in cambridge, amidst the dark backdrop of a bunch of lindy hoppers and east coast newbies

for this week, i must be content to navigate my kitchen with triple-step bal and scooches. my roommates will think i'm insane.

andy

p.s. i bought a new dresser for $20 saturday morning before all this insanity began. it's kinda broken and pretty fugly (does anybody else recognize this word?) but i need to take katja to the hardware store anyway, so i'll get glue to fix it and something to strip it and stain it and maybe some new handles for the drawers. you'll see.