Went out dancing with my favorite emergency-back-up-date, [livejournal.com profile] fencert. He was feeling a bit out of sorts, and I was unable to anything but sympathize with him, so conversation was a bit... stilted.

"This sucks."

"Yep."

"Nothing I can do about it."

"Nope."

"I'm right."

"For once, I agree."

"This sucks."

"Pretty much. Lets go dance."

The problem with friend-fights and romances and everything in between is that sometimes you're not right or wrong. Sometimes you're just "not meant to be". (Though in this case, while [livejournal.com profile] fencert may not be *right* I certainly agree with him.) And that sucks, because it hurts, but there wasn't really anything you could have done to avoid it. And as a person who likes to "fix" things for people, this really sucks, because there's nothing to fix really. All I can do is agree and attempt to distract.

On a lighter note, teaching [livejournal.com profile] fencert how to do pole tricks is highly amusing and fun. I just wish that I had a proper pole to practice on. Many of my favorite tricks require the use of some fairly odd stabilizer and trunk muscles that I've not been exercising lately - so my ribs are kinda sore today. On a somewhat less cool note, the poles at the inferno are *sticky* and at least an inch too large in diameter. My wee girly hands don't go far enough around to get a decent 1 handed grip, so I'll never be able to teach [livejournal.com profile] fencert to do anything *truly* fancy... A thing for which I think we should all be grateful.
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