31 « May « 2008 « The People Behind My Eyes

I love it when people call me and say, “Hey, we’re all going out, you wanna to come?” I so needed this phone call today. After this week (and many like it) I could use a dance floor. It’s not like this tired old body will be up there dancing all night but I intend to have a blast. Just to see what Beauty’s attraction is I might try video poker If I lose I’ll just collect my losses from Beauty. I will lose cause I’m the girl that never wins at Go Fish. Expect my phone call Beauty. Anyway, so the gang will be heading to the regular spot this evening which means I have to get myself super cute. I have some jeans with a lace strip down the side and I have my cowboy hat. Hmm…what to do, what to do? We have to plan on who will be allowed out. Destiny? Hell no!! Yeah, like we’re going to be able to keep her inside while we’re out dancing. Rigggghhht.

Like so many people do we use a fake name when we go out. Like so many people should do we’ll let someone else know where we’re going and we’ll have cab money with us in case something should go crazy wrong. We aren’t drinkers, my friends and I, so the problem won’t be us but it could be someone that is living proof that alcohol makes the stupid even stupider. So, while I have fun I still need a safety plan. You know, it’s kind of crazy all the safety stuff a person has to put in place before they leave the house these days. Watch my excessively priced Cola like a hawk. Make sure I have a twenty tucked some place, let someone know the location of where I’m going to be, let them know what I’m wearing, blah, blah, blah. Lord, when does a girl get to just relax and have fun without worrying that someone is going to try and take advantage of her? Well, despite these critical points that must be tended to we do manage to have fun. I suppose that’s part of life, keep your eyes open when having fun. It makes the fun, well, more fun because your chances of getting hurt are less. I suppose if you look at it that way (I have safer fun when paying attention) you won’t get so depressed by the realization that the world is just not safe. So anyway, I’ll be dancing for maybe 30 min then I’ll sit and watch people who can’t dance but still try. I’ll watch the drunk drag queens…nothing funnier than that…I suppose there is but I haven’t found it yet. Then I’ll come home and sleep like a log.