The importance of jams

On Saturday there was a birthday jam for 2 people at tangopalatset. It's great to watch. I don't feel like I'm good enough yet to jump in there, but it's great to see what the others are doing. I think it would be great to have jams more regularly because it would be a place for more experienced dancers to try some more daring moves and aerials, and it would also serve to promote the club and the dancing to beginners. A weekly jam, like in DC. Wouldn't that be sumptin?

Boogie Woogie on a Saturday Night

I just bought a kick-ass book on how to play boogie woogie piano. It rocks! I have been inspired by my friend Tom Koerner, and the selection of music I've seen him dance to. Also Ingrid, another friend, teaches boogie woogie and that's also very inspiring. Apart from those two people, there's of course the music. I have listened to the late great Charlie Norman today. Bless him, he was fantastic. Speaking of which.... I must jump up and dance. Gosh, getting home at 3 am doesn't stop me!
Boogie on a Saturday night...

Yes, I guess my job is important

I realize I've been high on drugs today, but I understand now more than ever how important my job as a teacher of music and English really is.

Was today just a dream?

Sara and I were once again at the dinner party the other night. This time, it was Dimman's turn. He just loves us. We just love him. My turn next - must think of something nice to cook. Maybe something more exciting than noodles would be in order.

Today has been the most peculiar day. I hated it, start to finish, and I wish it never happened. I had to go to hospital this morning, and put syringes in funny places, and afterwards, the nurse gave me four strong pills (antibiotics). As a result, I was groggy all day, and could really not understand whether things during the day really happened or if they were part of some vivid dream. I've been completely drained today, but I just had to go dancing yesterday.

And I just *have* to go dancing tomorrow. It's Gunhild for Chrissakes!

Met the ex today. He was really nice and helped me with the computer for the studio. I'm quite happy to sit here on my own now, however.

Empty

I had to do a bunch of things today in a short period of time which made me feel empty. I guess, from here, the only way is up.

The significance of being insignificant

... is underrated. Turn the trend around before you're stuck in a rut.
1.Turn up the volume to max.
2.Rock harder!

Oops!

Went dancing today in Mejeriet. I was excited about it and I danced loads. After awhile, however, I started feeling exhausted. I knew this could be a problem after having had the flu. Anyway, a few fast-tempo songs, and it quickly got worse. By the second song with Erik, I could barely see properly, and things started turning black. I still kept going but couldn't keep up the pace. I felt so ill it was unreal. I had to stop afterwards.

Now I know when I have reached my limit.