bloggery bloop.

I am having a horrible time attempting to focus today. This paper is quite pressing, but I can only type a few sentences without completely losing my train of thought. I have officially typed something in every paragraph, but haven't completed a single one. *Sigh*--Sundays.

Last night, we celebrated C's (I feel the need to speak in code now. Partially because it is fun) birthday at M------'s and then C------t. Good food then good (?) karaoke. :P (Can Karaoke be "good"? Perhaps an oxymoron. ) At any rate, we had a good time. C&S, N, B, K, C, and I all kicked back at Mahoney's, then B, K, C, and I met M and J at Crescent and sang it up for a few hours. I was the DD and was therefore given the daunting task of finding parking in Capitol Hill. Not an easy task on a Saturday night. Predictably, we had to walk about a mile in heels (uphill both ways) but at least I only had to pay $5 for parking. Quite a steal.
Highlights of the night:
*laughter in plenty
*C's description of a penal-something-tester. Frighteningly hilarious.
*The KING of all Nachos. Drool.
*A napkin note to B, K, and me: "You three are a scene in a movie. You are beautiful."
*C's rendition of "Respect"
*Strange man to B, me: "You are both so beautiful. Sometimes it sucks to be gay."
*M gracefully kissing/complimenting strangers. She is vibrant.
*C's discovery of the invaluable Black Opal.
*Spice Girls
*Dance Party
*Overnight at C/K's
*Breakfast of bread, green/goat cheese, coffee, and cantaloupe smoothies

I so adore my friends.
I adore blogging, also. Even if poorly and confusingly.
Back to the paper. Later, to dance or not to dance? mmm... dance. :P