saraicat

darn. For once, I get the sudden urge to get off my ass, put on some makeup, and go out dancing. But it's a monday, and there is nothing to do on mondays except some lousy 80's club at Blue. 80's clubs. Please, that's so 20 years ago.

I am left with no choice but to put The Damned on the ipod and dance around the living room in my underwear. At least I won't have to hear Come On Eileen. yikes.