Dance dance.

I'm still feeling a bit under the weather. This cold -- or flu, or whatever it is -- has staying power. I've also been listening to an inordinate amount of dance music lately (that Ray Parker, Jr./Lady GaGa mash-up is a thing of beauty), to the extent where I'm starting to wonder if it's a post hoc, ergo propter hoc-type situation. Is dance music truly only tolerable when you're in a fever delirium?

Here's that icon meme that's always making the rounds. antiquitea chose five of my user icons and asked me to explain why I have them/what they mean to me. If you'd like me to choose five of your icons, leave a comment to this post and I will dance dance dance be glad to pigeon-hole you according to five 100x100 snippets of personality.

( My icons -- cut to spare your FLs )