everyone report to the dancefloor

[aruan]

It occurs to me that somewhere in the six-hour music-downloading ORGY of last night - err, this morning, as it were - I should've taken a few minutes (yeah, right) to catch up on LJ and make a post, because hot damn, this is looking to be long. Bullet points then?

- Red Sox won, yay! My friendslist has me trained so well.

- Loved Wednesday night's Lost. Up until now, I've been sort of lukewarm on the show, but that episode was fantastic.

- Dinner with walkingshadow and Staci was faaahbulous. We discussed Natalie not discussing with us that she'll be moving out Spring semester, which leaves Miranda and I with a decision, since we'll be all on our own come January. New digs at an apartment complex? Hope for the best with the new assignments? Also, I've come to terms with the fact that I just won't be passing up the chance for seasonal ice cream so long as they're offering Pumpkin at Coldstone. We have the most popular store in the nation! We also have the busiest Domino's. Aaah, the college diet.

- I can't deal with the number and variety of newspaper articles on voter fraud I've read within the past couple of weeks. The electoral process in this country is to weep.

- Hobbitses are real, you say?

- I don't think Justin's faux tattoos are hot. Let the excommunication commence. Lance, however, is made only exponentially sexier when schooling people at Blackjack. Truce?

- Also, JC is recording for the next record, and there's just no bad there. *starts saving for touring season*

- In OMGWTFBBQ news, Sekrit Service at my door? One can't idly scorn the leader of our not-so-free world without fearing cheaply dressed hellfire and brimstone? *meep*

- plum_evil is all that is good in this world for sending me a link to Common People by the (Starship) Captain of my heart and Ben Folds, which lead to aforementioned orgy. Roughly five hundred songs later (may the powers bless and keep in good graces my Internet connection), I'm the happiest music fan in the tri-state area.

- The normally relatively sedate giddyupnow is really funny when she calls me practically shrieking her fool head off in excitement and claims to not be "drunk yet." Hope the birthday was grand, love.

- Of course there are people essaying in HP fandom about the possible effects of a lunar eclipse on lycanthropes. Of course there are.

- Low point of Dow Jones test: Couldn't come up with Madrid for the Spanish subway bombings. High point? Fox aims below Belt for "Christ" headline about marketing Mel's Passion to Southern households and pastors. Win some, lose some you say?

- The Today show kids are funny. And eisakay tells me Regis & Kelly are Britters and K-Fed - not respectively. I [heart] Halloween "a lot."

- Eva's got JC hooked on soaps, not that I'm sure it was a trying task. Bwah!

- Moe kicked our asses in Kickboxing this afternoon. I might not be walking tomorrow. Or ever.

New valiumbitch? Yeah, we're about done here.

Comments

[without-me.livejournal.com]

Hee! Sounds like the party got started after I left. I'm glad to hear it (though hopeful Schiz isn't paying too steep a price today).

When are you coming to visit? Hmm?

[gjstruthseeker.livejournal.com]

Man, Knott's is still the place that showed me the best time for Halloween. Schiz and I had *such* the time of it.

She mentioned y'all had been there earlier. She called me around 1:45 a.m. my time and sounded delightfully smashed, so I'm happy to hear you at least started the party off right.

If money were no object (not to mention school and the job, but really, let's be honest about what's a relevant fact for me), I'd be your way any and every weekend. But I'll definitely come visit as soon as JC decides to kick off the concert tour with consecutive shows on the West coast.

[giddyupnow.livejournal.com]

*snerk* For the record, the shrieking was more likely because the music was very loud and it was hard to hear yourself otherwise. But yeah, I had only started my third bigass martini by the we called you and by the end of the evening would have gone through four (clocking in at about two shots each, I'd say) as well as a fist-sized tequila shot. I'm glad to say that although it was been years since I've seriously gone out and gotten even close to toasted, I can still drink my freshman self under. You gotta have standards ;-) And I was not nearly as far gone as the girl with the pumpkin named Phil who was making the rounds of people's laps, just to be clear *g* My stomach, however, was not so much loving me most of today... Thank you for your attendance by proxy, darlin'! *g*

[a-karls.livejournal.com]

Had to drop in and say that I agree with you about Justin's tats and Lance on Celebrity Blackjack. The tats are ugly. Watching Lance kick ass was heavenly! Can't wait for the next round. He was at some celebrity poker tournament as well. There is a short anecdote about it in November's issue of Maxim. My roommate pointed it out to me. I'll have to post it. :)

[gjstruthseeker.livejournal.com]

Sure, sure. *g* Good job on holding your alcohol though, whoot! And dude, it's not a party until someone gets indiscriminately lap-happy. Sounds like y'all had a grand time, and I was very glad to be a small part of it.

[gjstruthseeker.livejournal.com]

Yay! I so, so thought I was alone on Justin's tats. They're just too many, and tacky, though the JuC tribute across his pecs is hella nice - from that perspective.

And do definitely. Lance and his gambling, man. Just let's hope he's got good people standing over his shoulder.