This week, for some reason, has made me C-R-A-B-B-Y.

If it’s not work, it’s my apartment complex, and if it’s not my apartment complex, it’s fundraiser drama, and if it’s not fundraiser drama, it’s people, and if it’s not people, it’s Barbara Walters.

But three weeks from now, I’ll be AT SEA. All. Day. Long. That cheers me up a little bit.

You know what cheers me up even more? DANCING TONIGHT. I just have the need to be in a room with very loud music playing and nothing else really mattering because there’s a 26 minute long remix of a Justin Timberlake song on, followed by the 19 minute version of Fergalicious. That’s exactly where I want to be tonight… and right now, for that matter.

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  1. I like that lemon drops are our standard at the 90’s, and that damn upstairs bartender better not be crabby or i’m gonna throw down.

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