I wanna see you bellydance.
1 Oct 2006 @ 7:57 pm

Got a call from Amy last Monday night, informing me that The Red Elvises were playing Knickerbockers on Friday and proposing that we go for a night of beer-fueled frivolity. I, being one to never turn down an offer of vodka and crazy Russian-tinged rockabilly, agreed to go, regardless of the fact that I had to wake up at 4:30am the next morning to go to work. And I was very glad that I did, because the night proved to be quite enjoyable. I haven’t danced that much - nor drank that much - in quite a while. And, I apparently made quite an impression on the drummer, Adam, who took a moment while onstage to thank me for reattaching a Band-Aid that had been haphazardly dangling from his elbow while he was deep in conversation with some half-naked fangirls that had attacked him during the break between sets. (I blame it on the OCD.)

Arrived home a little after 1am, and took a short nap. Woke up and went to work, but quickly realized that three hours of sleep is not near enough to function normally, and especially not at work. My mind felt clouded and my eyes didn’t want to stay open, but I pulled through (barely). Left work with the intention of taking another nap, but ended up at Abby’s instead, where I watched The New World, which proved incredibly difficult to follow. (I blame it on the lack of sleep. And Christian Bale’s distractingly beautiful face.)

Abby, Jessica, and I attempted to watch the football game on TV that night, but we realized that Dirty Dancing was on ABC Family (!) and ended up watching Patrick Swayze shake his ass for the majority of evening, instead. That was followed by a couple hours of Diego Luna shaking his hot, sweaty, gorgeous, Latino ass in Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights, which was followed by me going straight to bed in hopes of capturing those images in my mind in the form of lewd dreams. (I blame it on mass media for constantly forcing images of sex and lust down my throat, thereby making me feel like I need to be having sex every minute of every day - which also includes all the minutes I am asleep.)

Spent today practically camped out in front of the TV, watching random movies and doing absolutely nothing, as it was my only day off this week. I have a feeling it’s going to be this way (working Saturdays) for a while, so I have to relax while I can, yeah?

Yeah. *sigh*