You guys can talk - my dad went all O.O when I first started practicing my Cha Cha dance steps at home. Any head-banging from me and he may just grab me by the scruff of my neck and put me outside the house.

Specifically, it's the Latin Cha Cha - you've to dance with an imaginary elephant between you and your partner so you don't get too close. But to be frank, there's only so close one will want to get to a man twice her age ^_^;;

I'm looking forward to the Latin Rumba this week XD It's 'The Dance of Love' and my biggest fic basis ever XD XD XD

*remembers that she plans to delete 'Mad Dancing'*

D'oh >_<

No dance classes nearby? Try looking in the phone directory, or surfing the internet for some lessons nearby. That was where I found my Latin Ballroom dance classes XD

The good thing about my current bedroom is that it's rather sound proof. The other good thing is that my parents are too used to me. I can run around the house giggling for no apprent reason and the two of them won't bat an eyelash. And I try so hard too *sigh*

As for the men in the white uniforms.... it's probably not a good idea to tell them about your imaginary muses and your smut receptor. That will just be bad.

I'm sorry, I shall never speak of it again. Honest.

*laughs*

And to tell the truth, I don't think your muses need the feeding, as long as they have each other they'll be suitably entertained

*snicker*

And the other muses's boyfriends, and each other. I try not to think too much on the whole concept. It hurts less.