Remember Dancing, Sister?

Slacking in the sofa all day and watching movies is the most fun I will have this Saturday night. I got pretty hammered last night - I went straight from work to Markus, Melissa and Niklas' place and forgot I hadn't had anything to eat since the small Greek salad I had for lunch. When I got there I realized that I was pretty behind - I must say that Dennis was a happy camper, who unlike me chose not to eat.
Anyhow, we did a pit-stop at Hula Bula and ended up at The Manor. At this point I was quite happy myself and was jumping around dancing by the piano.
I found it quite funny considering how drunk I was. Hence the relaxing day on the sofa.


Channel 7 are showing Pretty Woman which reminded my of the time when my sister and I was bar hopping in Stockholm, copying the original dance style of the painter at The Blue Banana Club in Hollywood.


It was sort of a snake like or sex like movement of the lower body while spray painting or brush painting on the imagined wall, that is the space in between us. We were dancing as if we were mirror images of each other.
I suddenly understand why the people at East enjoyed our routines. Those were the good days. Remember Nicci? I can believe I still know all the words in the movie. We must have seen it quite a few times ey!?