I have only had the dubious pleasure of driving in DC once...and I was only riding in a taxi. Once, I learned how to say "What is the final destination of motionless taxi?" in Japanese, because someone thought it would be a funny thing to say to the driver while in Tokyo, where apparently, traffic moves at the speed of one centimeter per millenia. Well, it couldn't be any worse than this. Not ONLY were DC roads changing the laws of physics left and right, not ONLY did I think the bloody cab was PARKED due to the fact that we weren't moving AT ALL, not ONLY were stupid DC drivers (the second-worst I've ever experiences) trying to cut into that half-inch space between our front bumper and the car ahead of us' back bumper, but it was also RAINING BUCKETS and SLEETING. >_< It was miserable, and I had to do it TWICE. Such was the magic of Katsucon 7.

Anyway, enough of that. I'm so happy you had a marvelous time at the dance!!!! ^_^ If I knew a way to contact Claire immediately, I would ask her if your dancing has improved at all. ^_- just kidding. You have the spirit for dancing, if not the rhythm, and that's what really counts. And I'm glad you had a chance to induct Claire into the beautiful world of Listening to Andrew Babble Whilst Maintaining a Realistic Smile of Comprehension. ^_^ Congrats on your honesty, too, by the by. You're my hero. ^_^