rock out with your...

So at 9:30 tonight, I was ready for bed. Whooo I was beat. But then I talked to my friend, and turns out 1st years (and 2nd years and 3rd years and grad students) were hittin up the local bar. Things that came to pass:
1. We started the dance party. Oh yes.
2. I saw a former potential love interest, an attempted set-up by a friend, who'd scorned me---and I paid him back with a sweet dance-off. All in good fun and water under the bridge. Think he'll call?
3. We waited a half an hour for 2 measly shots of Jager. Go figure.
4. The boy I got my groove on with a few weeks ago? Reportedly not the sweetest banana of the bunch. C'est la vie.
5. A friend stepped on my baby toe and squooshed it to some bits. And I kept dancing on it though I knew it was a bloody mess. Thank goodness for all that VA training in wound healing and wound care.
6. Now it's WAY past my bedtime!

As for BK's Railroad moves and Rotator Cuff jive, and KR's hemiballismus poses, HOLLA! So inappropriate. Yet so much fun.

Gonna feel it in the mornin,
;)