so tonight's big adventure was my attempt at dancing on a DDR.
i happen to love those things, but I'm really bad. like two-left-feet-knocks-over-everything-in-the-vicinity bad. in high school they practically didn't even let me into the room to try out for dance. maybe they thought i was bad luck, or would break something (or someone) which is ironic, because my friend actually got struck in the nose by the dance head as she was showing some moves, and to this day, my friend still has issues with her nose. she had to get it cauterized or something. she used to get random nosebleeds all the time. something that was both annoyingly inconvenient and highly embarrassing.
but it's mainly been my self-projected image of bad dancing that's kept me from hopping around on DDR's in arcades. although when i was in Detroit and in no danger of anyone seeing me i got my dancing kick.
but tonight my friend convinced me to play with her. mercifully, the lights were out, so no one was able to see me. she set it to "workout mode" which i totally don't get, because even in beginner mode i was totally getting a workout.
but it was fun.