Sunday, January 24, 2010

your friends don't dance and if they don't dance then they're no friends of mine.

to the other individuals who braved the dj mel dance party at the highball last night, i thank you for your inspirational personalities set to music.

to the tall guy in the plaid shirt and glasses, i'm sorry if i gave you the wrong idea by staring: you reminded me of a guy i used to work with at the cafe on broadway.

to the girl on stage who kept us mesmerized by her killer dance moves and who robyn may have mentioned having a girl crush on, i applaud you.

to whoever was responsible for the chards of glass on the dance floor, i just want you to know that i am not looking forward to pulling their remains out of my loafers this afternoon.

and to the girl in the black dress with the tendency to flail her arms, i'm sorry if it is my fault that i accidentally put my arm in your armpit.

1 comment:

  1. To the guy with the bowtie: we discussed, and we are, in fact, from Austin. Sorry for any confusion on the matter.

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