Tap has started back up. I'm in intermediate again, which is fine with me. It was nice, though; one of the people in the advanced class asked why I wasn't with them. My teacher, who is nice and diplomatic, said that I just need to work on speed. Which actually, yeah, is a big part of it. The steps are fine; I just do them sloooow.
I stopped at Target last night and hit the jackpot; I found pants that fit and don't look horrible. I have the worst time finding pants, so that was a good thing for me. Particularly since I have no khakis; I have khaki capris (not so good in winter) and khaki-colored jeans. So I got a pair of those. And some black pants. And pajamas, because I love buying pajamas.
Final report on my fantasy baseball team: My team came in fifth, I believe, due to the stupid playoff weeks. Going strictly by record, I should be third. The team with the second-worst record wound up coming in second place overall because they happened to have a really good week when they had to. Me, bitter? You bet!
Britain is taunting me. I registered at some point on Visit Britain and the other day I received a package in the mail with a bunch of brochures and maps. Britain misses me! I should go visit.
This weekend is the Paul McCartney concert, which I am super-psyched for. Woo! Paul! And my sister is coming to visit. I feel like I just saw her, but that was two months ago. Anyway, it'll be good.
Current song in my head:
"Popular" from Wicked