Oct 21, 2005 18:34
I am going to dance my ass off tonight. And party my ass off tomorrow. And sleep my ass off on Sunday. Oh yeah, I'm having a costume optional party tomorrow. You can come...unless I've never met you before. Leave your email and I will send you the details, if you don't already know them. That doesn't mean you can't bring people I don't know...I just don't want to give my address to someone I just met on the internet. Safety, people.
My friend is DJing tonight and is going to play one of my songs. I'm excited to see if people dance to it. It makes ME want to dance, but I don't know if I can do that without looking lame, dancing to my own damn song. I suppose not many people will know it's me, because not many have heard this particular track. But I do have a recognizable voice (and I only say that because people will tell me they heard something I sang on and said, "That sounds like Sandi...WOAH it IS Sandi!"). Who cares man, I'll dance to it anyway, as long as I'm not the ONLY one dancing to my own damn song...THAT'S lame. I'm not against being the only one on the floor....just for my own song.
Haha, in regards to the parenthasized (is that a word?) part, my mom even did that! I played the Flyin' Dog EP for her when I went up there last month, and during O Fortuna she said, "That sounds like you!" I just laughed at her. That was hilarious. I miss her. Meow.
Don't ask me why I just meowed.