both my shoulders are heavy from the weight of us both
Fall break is finally upon us and I could not be more excited- tomorrow I'm off to my home town! My car needed to get new tires and a tune-up, and I am scheduled to work down at the theme park tonight, so I have to hang around here today and a get a later start to my little vacation.
Really, I'm just excited about getting to lay around all day when I go home and allow my body the opportunity to recharge itself. I have been running on my body's last reserves these last few weeks it seems.
Last night, in celebration of freedom, I decided to go out with a group of friends and "let my hair down", if you will. We started at a costume party, and then ended up at a dance club. I was unaware that it was a costume party until about 30 minutes before we arrived, so on the way I snagged a children's Elmo costume that very nearly choked me, but was in the end worth it for the laughs. I wish that I had had a camera with me.
After we had mingled, bounced on the trampoline, and loosened up at the costume party, we all piled in our cars and hit the dance floor.
It's been forever since I have been dancing. This is mainly due to the fact that the local gay club closed, and they were really the only venue with a decent soundtrack. The place we went to last night is repped to having a generally good play list. I would with that reputation, but I could have definitely gone without the sets of poor country cover sets in between.
Generally, though, we all had a good time, and it felt equally good to let myself go and not have to worry about any responsibilities for those few hours.
Looking back on the evening this morning, though, I cannot help but to draw these conclusions. Trust me, you'll want to live by these rules if you don't already:
Also, Monopoly is back at McDonald's and this year I'm feeling lucky.
Really, I'm just excited about getting to lay around all day when I go home and allow my body the opportunity to recharge itself. I have been running on my body's last reserves these last few weeks it seems.
Last night, in celebration of freedom, I decided to go out with a group of friends and "let my hair down", if you will. We started at a costume party, and then ended up at a dance club. I was unaware that it was a costume party until about 30 minutes before we arrived, so on the way I snagged a children's Elmo costume that very nearly choked me, but was in the end worth it for the laughs. I wish that I had had a camera with me.
After we had mingled, bounced on the trampoline, and loosened up at the costume party, we all piled in our cars and hit the dance floor.
It's been forever since I have been dancing. This is mainly due to the fact that the local gay club closed, and they were really the only venue with a decent soundtrack. The place we went to last night is repped to having a generally good play list. I would with that reputation, but I could have definitely gone without the sets of poor country cover sets in between.
Generally, though, we all had a good time, and it felt equally good to let myself go and not have to worry about any responsibilities for those few hours.
Looking back on the evening this morning, though, I cannot help but to draw these conclusions. Trust me, you'll want to live by these rules if you don't already:
- Drinking and trampolines do not mix well. Whiplash, or worse, will ensue.
- Elmo and hunch punch do not mix well.
- Hamburger Helper will not cure a hang over.
- The vast majority of the local population does not know how to dance.
- Drinking does not ameliorate this situation.
- Accepting phone calls past 3:00 AM does typically not equal a good idea.
- In the same vein, drunk dialing never equals a good idea.
Also, Monopoly is back at McDonald's and this year I'm feeling lucky.