i wanna dance with somebody
I feel like I only post here to whine and complain and be self-righteous (which I hate), so now I'm going to post something happy. Or confused. Same thing.
Good lord, that rum and coke was foul.
It's really weird that when I'm tipsy/drunk, I am more likely to do the things I should do, like brush or floss my teeth, or wash my clothes, or clean my room. I'm also more likely to exit my room (with toothbrush and toothpaste in hand!) dancing. Bathroom ho, cha-cha-cha. Shiny bicuspids, cha-cha-cha.
Good lord, it's 11:40whatever and I'm posting in LJ and my evening's over. Bwaaaa!!! Whatever. Maybe I'll dance around for a while. Slash sleep. Sleep is definitely winning.
I hate how the Vermont State Liquor Inspector's position on alky laws eliminated the Pearsons Dance Party, a fine institution of fame, glory, and eight person grind lines (very charming). I miss those. I miss LoFo parties. The "too bad" thing about these dance parties my/Sam's freshmen are planning is that they play music I don't particularly like. I think it's interesting, and I can dance to it---but it's all they play. They don't shake the playlist up with pop punk or the ever-delightful Ace of Base or the sweet strains of DDR songs. Grump. Someone needs to brave the liquor inspector and have smaller dance parties. I already do programming, so I feel no obligation to make more happen.
Wow. I should really go to bed now.
Good lord, that rum and coke was foul.
It's really weird that when I'm tipsy/drunk, I am more likely to do the things I should do, like brush or floss my teeth, or wash my clothes, or clean my room. I'm also more likely to exit my room (with toothbrush and toothpaste in hand!) dancing. Bathroom ho, cha-cha-cha. Shiny bicuspids, cha-cha-cha.
Good lord, it's 11:40whatever and I'm posting in LJ and my evening's over. Bwaaaa!!! Whatever. Maybe I'll dance around for a while. Slash sleep. Sleep is definitely winning.
I hate how the Vermont State Liquor Inspector's position on alky laws eliminated the Pearsons Dance Party, a fine institution of fame, glory, and eight person grind lines (very charming). I miss those. I miss LoFo parties. The "too bad" thing about these dance parties my/Sam's freshmen are planning is that they play music I don't particularly like. I think it's interesting, and I can dance to it---but it's all they play. They don't shake the playlist up with pop punk or the ever-delightful Ace of Base or the sweet strains of DDR songs. Grump. Someone needs to brave the liquor inspector and have smaller dance parties. I already do programming, so I feel no obligation to make more happen.
Wow. I should really go to bed now.