Poplife at Unity tonight did not cure my dance itch. I should have known better. I still haven’t made it to Mado since I finished school. I will go on Tuesday…or people will die. Or something. I’m determined. I have a promise from at least one person. I’ll hold her to it. Hopefully, it will scratch the itch in the right way. Finally. Not that I’m complaining. I actually can go dancing now and now worry about the fact that I should be doing work.