Late At Night...

...and all the kids are asleep.

Or at least they should be.

But not me, I chose this moment in time to write another entry for my blog insteadof doing the sensible thing and going to sleep.

You know how people every once in a while need small moments of victory to stay, well, people? I had one of those today. Now telling you about my little moment will include me making a confession that might influence the image you have of me as a metalhead with loads of street cred points (hey, a girl can dream, right?), but I'm going to do it anyway.

I have been taking classes in ballroom dancing for a couple of months now. It was originally my classmate's idea, he needed a partner for the course (and he payed my fee, the true gentleman he is. I hope you are taking notes, gentlemen). Today we found out that we can do a pretty mean slow waltz together, and what our cha cha cha really only needs is a lot of feathers and sequins.

A moment of victory a day keeps the doctors away, as the saying goes.

The real price to pay for the course will be payed at our graduation party. I'm told that our exit from the school will be memorable. My dance partner will be organizing said event so I have all the reason to believe that it will be memorable indeed. I have listened with growing interest his designs for my dress. They have evolved through a goth-meets-Grace Kelly-in-a-corset and a Moulin Rouge-style attire to this Jean-Paul Gaultier imitation. In white. White? Has he any idea? I'll look like sheet hanging on a washing line on a windy day. He said bone white (is that even a colour?), but still. Me in white. I shudder to think... Trust a gay man to dress a gal for an evening out.

And now something completely different, if I manage to make this work. This will erase all images you may have of me dressed in haute couture, and in fact will probably erase any higher brain functions for a couple of happy seconds.

To those who made the nice comments in previous entry, I give you Richard Z. Kruspe-Bernstein (I love saying his name. It's a name with which you really can be anything you want).