It hasn't been the most fulfilling Halloween. I'm more than broke. In the red. (Coincidentally, Surprise Packs are still available) But I woke up Saturday morning knowing I wanted to do more than sit on my butt all day. I'm going through a real tough spot lately (hence the lack of updates) and I'm trying anything I can to try to clear my head instead of just suppressing it. I checked the community calendar online, and there was a spot that just said, "Dracula. Reading Area Community College. 7:30," and provided a number. I called and the number was for a local ballet studio. They were performing a ballet of Dracula. Holy shit.



I already had a full day planned of walking my new puppy, lunch with an old friend, and checking out the Degas exhibit at free admission day at the museum. Not only had I never been to a real art museum before, I'd never been to a ballet before. I had to tap into my emergency money to pay for my ticket. By which I mean I withdrew money against one of my credit cards.

Dracula the ballet was magnificent. Sexy dancing vampiresses galore! I'm so glad my first ballet wasn't something really foofy and at least had the flashing of fangs in it. Now since it was just a one-day city performance, there wasn't as much bloodshed as my tastes would have preferred, but all in all it was an enlightening experience. I can barely walk up stairs without tripping let alone balance my entire body in an asymmetrical position on my toes and hold it. I was enthralled. So much so that I finished off my day with a walk through a graveyard in the darkness.

I'm weird. I know.