We're all living in Amerika,

amerika is wunderbar...

So, I'm gonna go out on a limb, and make a few assumptions here.

First, you're excited. Look! A new blog post from your favorite tall, dark, and mysterious blogger! Next, you wonder what it could be about. Since homecoming was last night, you think, it'll probably have a section about homecoming in it, seeing as the greatest partier this side of the Mississippi wouldn't miss it to save his life. Then, you think about what it might read like. Assumedly, it'll be an exciting post where anthony breaks all kinds of barriers, making out with the hottest senior there (who'd be single, of course, because Anthony is such a class act), or taking the mic and singing the only decent song for the entirety of the dance.

Then you get to actually reading this thing.

While admittedly, I did dance, it took me multiple hours to actually get my hands around the waist of someone else, which bothered me. A lot. Regardless, it was nice, despite that the first one was just me saving mackenzie from some creeper. The second (and, admittedly, final) was me dancing with mackenzie again, but still, twas different.

In the course of the dance, I danced with mackenzie (see above), friends, pissed off devon, played ping pong, and didn't freak with anyone (despite chris and austin doing it with their respective choices for the night, goddammit.)

Lets start from the beginning. I took two showers, cleared off my face, and put on my best shirt in pants. I showed up at 7:15, looking classy on my moped (the batmoped/vespa). I walked up to the school, conversed with friends, and waited in an infinitely long line with chris and co. Oh, I also was wowed by a few dozen girls dresses. But I digress. While we waited in what will reach the pages of history as one of the great lines of the age, we sang twist and shout, because we could. While a certain douchenozzle nearby exclaimed his alarm in the form of an insult (because I definitely only arrived to get pussy. Way to generalize, you fucking asshole.)

On to the dance itself, yes?

Well, I went in. I danced. I wandered between groups for a while, but eventually got sick of geoff and gabby and stephanie and nick staring into each others and stopped leaving ian and co.'s group. Speaking of that argument with sean (who couldn't make it)'s group (as I call it) , it's one of the things Devon said to me. See, I was wandering (pre dancing with any females that night) and she and I collided (not physically). She talked about that (as I recall?) and then talked about what an awful day she was having. I consoled her, and then she was (before I go any further, this is from memory. My quotes should be accurate to the word, but I may mix her actions up) talking about it again, and I patted her on the shoulder, saying "aww, poor devon. Dance?" And indicated the mosh pit that was the dance floor. In response, she said nothing (may have let off an exasperated sigh), turned, and walked off. So yeah, devon's ticked at me.

So, I danced with Ian and co, chris dropped in rather often (the first two hours, that is. The last he spent entirely with allie, which I can't blame him for.) Recall that whole change bit in lip sync? Where the two guys where up there, and each would dance and pass it to the other guy? We did that. I felt mine was awful, but chris consoled me. (to be clear, in that case "we" means travis, ian, chris, carthac, others, and I.) So that was fun. At some time or another (timeline is unclear) I played ping pong with carthac, kurtis, katie, and her friend. Me and carthac and kurtis had one end, the girls had the other (oh yeah, austin was on that side. Unrelatedly.) So, yeah. Then came dancing with mackenzie, 2.0, humor, other people grinding, and the end. After the dance, I rode off on me moped, sufficiently scaring the crap out of some upperclassmen (I think), and then waited three minutes to call chris, to avoid ruining the moment. He was too chivalrous for a kiss, though he wanted one from allie.

So, that was the dance.

Came home, nicki and priv arrived later, and there was much partying. As I graced safeway with my barefoot presence, I'm convinced the parking lot gave me swine flu monkey aids. I did get a monstrous home-grown shirley temple, which priv made. Twas delicious. According to priv, the massive amounts of sugar made me forget that I told him that I made out with someone else's girlfriend and almost got in a fight. If I did, good job me, I hope it was worth it.

Today, I hung out at home, since scott was busy, didn't get a halloween costume (is it so hard to find a priest top?), and spent a bit of time with priv, nicki, and their friend danielle (mark arrived later) watching megan fox 2, and had much fun.

Oh, and I wrote one of the longest post's I've ever made.

(so comment, for christ's sake.)