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Apr. 7th, 2010 11:30 amThe world has tilted 90 degrees on its axis, today. I'm laying on my mattress, on the floor, grimly holding on with both hands and trying not to fall off. Migraines, they're what's for breakfast. Stood up once and the floor jumped up and punched me in the face so I'm not trying that again today.
Put me on a boat, a train, have me jump out of a plane, let me hang glide.. no vertigo, no nausea, no problem. Put even a small pressure cell over my state and wham, vertigo. It'd be funny, if there wasn't puke involved - or maybe that makes it more funny.
Speaking of floors jumping up to punch me in the face, it's a good thing I'm getting used to that now. I've decided to take west coast swing classes... if the swing club people ever email me back. Considering my last SCA dance experience ended SCA dance for me for good when someone picked me up and threw me in the air during a rousing bransel (called, appropriately, toss the wench), this will be an adventure.1 Considering that I'm pathetically shy around people I don't know and tend to panic and wallflower in crowds of people I don't know, this is going to be a BIG adventure.
That Guy has informed me that he Does Not Dance. I seem to recall that he has awards for teaching people how to dance, but that's in the world of SCA which has little to no bearing on the real world. This works out well, since I wasn't planning to bring him with me anyway. If I bring That Guy, I will spend all my time with him. This is not a way to meet new people, subjugate them to my will, and create afifedom fiefdom. Seriously, how do I go about preparing to become the Machiavellian dictator my manager thinks I already am, if I can't PRACTICE?? Besides, That Guy already has social hobbies. I kind of want to drag Jamie with me, because when Jamie's on game, he's too graceful for words and fun to watch - and when he's off game, he goes down in a sprawling tangle of limbs that would astound a contortionist - and that's also fun to watch.
It's all MeeMee's fault. I got to watch a lot of dance videos and she brought me to dance practice while I was in Vancouver, and she makes it look fun and easy. Which, I am fairly certain, involves a pact with some sort of nefarious entity.
1 - Dance Master E had very firmly told everyone NOT to throw the women. I not only got thrown hard enough that my feet could not touch the ground, I landed badly, resulting in a fractured foot bone. I have been too leery of stupid people who don't listen to attempt dancing again.
Put me on a boat, a train, have me jump out of a plane, let me hang glide.. no vertigo, no nausea, no problem. Put even a small pressure cell over my state and wham, vertigo. It'd be funny, if there wasn't puke involved - or maybe that makes it more funny.
Speaking of floors jumping up to punch me in the face, it's a good thing I'm getting used to that now. I've decided to take west coast swing classes... if the swing club people ever email me back. Considering my last SCA dance experience ended SCA dance for me for good when someone picked me up and threw me in the air during a rousing bransel (called, appropriately, toss the wench), this will be an adventure.1 Considering that I'm pathetically shy around people I don't know and tend to panic and wallflower in crowds of people I don't know, this is going to be a BIG adventure.
That Guy has informed me that he Does Not Dance. I seem to recall that he has awards for teaching people how to dance, but that's in the world of SCA which has little to no bearing on the real world. This works out well, since I wasn't planning to bring him with me anyway. If I bring That Guy, I will spend all my time with him. This is not a way to meet new people, subjugate them to my will, and create a
It's all MeeMee's fault. I got to watch a lot of dance videos and she brought me to dance practice while I was in Vancouver, and she makes it look fun and easy. Which, I am fairly certain, involves a pact with some sort of nefarious entity.
1 - Dance Master E had very firmly told everyone NOT to throw the women. I not only got thrown hard enough that my feet could not touch the ground, I landed badly, resulting in a fractured foot bone. I have been too leery of stupid people who don't listen to attempt dancing again.