This explains why I never get to dance anymore. I guess there’s an attitude here that you don’t dance unless you’re drunk. So pathetic and sad! Seeing as how I don’t drink and I try to avoid drunk people like the plague, it’s not surprising that I never get to dance. Blå is a pretty cool place–maybe I’ll make a trip down there next Wednesaday, but I’ll have to leave my friends behind. ‘Cause my friends don’t dance, and if they don’t dance, well, they’re no friends of mine.