Oops.

So I almost did something incredibly dumb yesterday. I'm replying to guys post on Craigslist's strictly platonic section, since he's looking for a partner to go to swing parties with. Swing parties. Not, as my short email summarizing dance experience assumed, swing DANCE parties. After a brief Google search and an email to a friend, who is probably still laughing at me, I promptly deleted the draft. Wow. It was just a completely preternatural moment born out of pure and simple naivete on my part.

In other news I gave back X's leather handcuffs.

So that's exciting.

I sometimes wonder about my life....