So here's my past week/weekend at a glance. Went out on Friday night because one of the girls from work was having her birthday celebration at the White house. So I get there and I notice Bob and Adam Mccalister hangin' with two pretty blonde girls. Normally I would go say hi, but I'm not one to possibly cock-block their guy friends.

The night began with just some standing and bouncing to the music. It took all the paralyzing fear of dancing alone in my body to stop me from running onto the empty dace floor and shakin' my groove thing. Thankfully I convinced the girls to dance with me, and we started the dance floor.

Basically, I danced all night with my friends, and a couple of times with Bob, then went back to Bob and Adams with them and a girl I met named Gabby (and she was, in the best way) to smoke some bong and then take a taxi home.

The week's been pretty quiet, knitting a scarf for mom, basically just ill and working and stuff.