Spirits, anyone?

Where should I start?

I was so not going to do a damned thing, but that fell through after Alaina called at 7:25 with the money and asked if I wanted to go to Kimmel. So, yea. Then I got a lift from her mom to Shaw, walked to the center.

That was awesome. Chilled with Varut and Marielle, met some new people, went to Spirits with Brian, Eric and Joan. Varut made me dance. A lot. :D So fun. Like, really, tonight was the best night at Spirits yet.

I think I kind of know what my problem with dancing was. I don't like to be the grindee. I like to be the grinder. xD I'm so queer.

I kind of like Melody Rose now. She did a song, "Everything reminds me of my therapist." BEST. DRAG. SONG. EVER. Then she did Filthy/Gorgeous. I officially <3 Melody Rose. And Frita isn't that bad either. I just look at them and get to wondering... how did you get here? What made you want to live like this? You have to respect someone who's walking a path that hard.

Denny's was full of the Spirits crowd. So funny. So random. Esther is funny. "I hope your baby dies!" Charles is insane. "Look, it's Jesus!" I'm just a spaz. "Esther is prostituting herself to pay for chicken."

That doesn't even COVER class today. :D

So, presentation. The Oprah and Ellen show with our LGBT guests. Really, the most memorable part was in the bathroom binding Joan and helping draw on her beard. People kept coming in, and two seperate people at two different times were all, "Himley's class, right?" Apparently, it's that obvious. lmfao. Plus, all of the random really loud really sketch tape noises escaping the bathroom... lol. We look so questionable.

Why is my life suddenly so pervasively queer?