Friday night equals SYTYCD. For the first night of competition the choreographers did not hold back. The standard is insane. Christopher Scott is the new 'bomb' choreographer! And he always looks like he is going to cry at the end of his protégée's performances. There was no shortage of props for day one, including a couple who danced with blindfolds. They must have been able to see through them. Otherwise it was incredible trust and knowledge of each other's presence. Cat did a sort of jig on the stage. That girl is gorgeous, but she dances like my boy and that is saying something. Sorry V——.
I accidentally ordered five new pairs of shoes. The accident metaphor would be easier to believe if it had been in one transaction, but it was more that I accidentally ordered one pair and then I accidentally ordered four more pairs. Both from different websites. I am accidentally eager for them to arrive. It will probably happen as soon as I go to sleep today for night shift. Don't care. Wake me up Mr Postman!
I have received my first piece of sample lint. So hilarious. At first glance it does appear to be different from my own. But I need to dry out a piece of mine as I only ever really see it wet. I'm waiting on other volunteers. Email me.
Who wore it better?
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