surfing: brand x

2000 january 18

dancing fool

i have a dirty little secret.

i have a list of junkfood songs--songs i love that have no real redeeming value other than their ability to make me jump up from my chair and dance like an idiot. i'm trying to think of some of them but am coming up woefully short. sweet child o mine by guns n roses, don't fear the reaper by blue oyster cult, bananarama's venus...

i've just spent half an hour dancing madly around the room, sometimes with peter parker, sometimes not, to steve winwood's higher love.

if i would just do this every day, i'd never have to exercise again.

sweaty and a little dizzy, claire

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