Today I took a flamenco class entirely in Spanish with a live guitarist who looked like the gypsy version of Antonio Banderas. Fiery.
And! My therapist assured me I am not mentally insane. So there.
At first it was really awkward talking to her about my sexy sexcapades, but now I find it, dare I say, pleasurable.
People are rad. I am having a people-are-rad kind of day.
10:49 p.m. - 2009-10-21