Taking Lindy Hop lessons again with Alex for a month. He gave me a ride there on his motorcycle. Weaving between cars, huge-ass buses at (seemingly) high speeds was pretty terrifying. You feel possible death or serious injury the entire time. :P Not as scary as the cliff hike I did in Hawaii, though. Ride home was pretty fun as there were fewer cars.
Time to get my Harley! ;)
Lindy Hop is fun but I can't follow a lead very well.
Haven't written fic for at least two weeks. Well except from that incredibly traumatizing thing which is a secret. Shh! *pokes JS fic* Wake up! Maybe using the JS icon will work. :P