Livin' It Up

So. Erica. Asked me if I wanted to go to Philly with her. Of course I do. To a club? Yeah, I do. I want to go. I have been to Philly here and there, but not "out" in Philly in, oh, ages and ages, and I really haven't been "out" anywhere other than the karaoke bar and stuff. So yes. I definitely want to go to a club in Philly. I will wear an awesome outfit and do something awesome to my hair, and I will have enough fun to last me through the summer. I need some city livin'.

So, I ask B if he wants to go to a club with us. Does he? No, of course not. Why not? Cause, he says he can't dance.

Ok, can he not just say hey, that's not really my scene, I don't want to go with you? Cause how many strange looks do I get when Erica asks me if he's coming and I say he doesn't want to, and when she pries and wants to know why not, is he mad at me, are we on the rocks or something, does he not want me to go, what's up, and I say cause he says he can't dance... ?

Ironic much?

Anyway... this is going to turn into "girls night" and I really wish he would just come, cause large groups of girls intimidate the shit out of me. But now that I think about it... they probably intimidate the shit out of him to, and no freakin' wonder he doesn't want to go to a club.

I'm still excited to go tho :P