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	<title>Comments on: Parties, recoveries, Snooker and staring</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Oct 2010 12:06:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ah you see, there we both compare and contrast!

As you know - I really really find a good dance quite important!  Something about the absolute letting go that is one of the more therapeutic things in life to me.  As someone who enjoys their solitude and to wallow in their own mind - when you reach that sweet point of dancing where nothing in the world exists except you, the small space around you and the music...not much can top it!  But then, you reach the point of being aware again and it all starts to seem a little bit pointless and perhaps a sit down is long overdue!

But, the I love a good chat as well - but find their is a sweet point to discover here too!  The stage where people are too incoherent and just chat utter tosh generally frustrates me.  But when you get those periods of really intense discussion about things that seem more important than breathing, then that is as good as the dancing!  And then, yeah - I know what you mean, the point where you almost have an out of body experience and catch hold of yourself, all you have been saying and all that has been happening and realise it is all a forgotten memory of what MUST have been really salient points - all you can do is laugh at the how much and how little you have achieved!  It is just like the dancing point where you realise you have blatantly had enough and need to sit down.

After these points have been reached and the big stare begins, then that is perhaps where I feel most comfortable.  There is precious little opportunity in life to sit without substance, reason or justification and just absorb and reflect.  That to me is the most rewarding point in a good night out and long may it continue!

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<p>As you know &#8211; I really really find a good dance quite important!  Something about the absolute letting go that is one of the more therapeutic things in life to me.  As someone who enjoys their solitude and to wallow in their own mind &#8211; when you reach that sweet point of dancing where nothing in the world exists except you, the small space around you and the music&#8230;not much can top it!  But then, you reach the point of being aware again and it all starts to seem a little bit pointless and perhaps a sit down is long overdue!</p>
<p>But, the I love a good chat as well &#8211; but find their is a sweet point to discover here too!  The stage where people are too incoherent and just chat utter tosh generally frustrates me.  But when you get those periods of really intense discussion about things that seem more important than breathing, then that is as good as the dancing!  And then, yeah &#8211; I know what you mean, the point where you almost have an out of body experience and catch hold of yourself, all you have been saying and all that has been happening and realise it is all a forgotten memory of what MUST have been really salient points &#8211; all you can do is laugh at the how much and how little you have achieved!  It is just like the dancing point where you realise you have blatantly had enough and need to sit down.</p>
<p>After these points have been reached and the big stare begins, then that is perhaps where I feel most comfortable.  There is precious little opportunity in life to sit without substance, reason or justification and just absorb and reflect.  That to me is the most rewarding point in a good night out and long may it continue!</p>
<p>(Hope your enjoying the back catalogue &#8211; got a few new ones coming soon.  In fact &#8211; might upload a slightly comic one that might be of interest to you in 1 minute!)</p>
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		<title>By: Dave not the bro</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Oct 2010 11:04:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My favourite state after a long night is that place where the bollocks I have chatted all night (for me, chatting is often more important than dancing) becomes a ludicrous parody of itself. Where the mere mention of Eddie Murphy will break me down into laughter and the pointlessness of the moment becomes all there is.

In those less than quiet moments I find myself in a rare state. Thinking without structure, staring without watching. I love those moments more than he running around wided eyed aspects of the earlier part of the night.

(just reading your back cat John...)</description>
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<p>In those less than quiet moments I find myself in a rare state. Thinking without structure, staring without watching. I love those moments more than he running around wided eyed aspects of the earlier part of the night.</p>
<p>(just reading your back cat John&#8230;)</p>
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