independence.

I've come to the conclusion that I have the most boring blog on the internet and have resolved to make it at least mildly entertaining. Hence, Kindergarten Dance Party:

Please notice the impromptu Conga Line they start. Because why not? I wish you could hear the music--Roy Orbison, of course--it makes it so much better.

While I'm thinking about it, a word of advice: never blow off your best friend to hang out with your pseudo-boyfriend. It will end disastrously. Ugh. At least I made it down there afterward. Eddie made me feel better. So did Pete.


I leave for Seattle in a little over twelve hours.