The girls – Anna, Misty, Tahmi – talked me into disco nite tonight. We’ll be dressing up and dancing disco at the Red Rock. (Just a DJ, not a real band or anything.) If it wasn’t disco, I certainly wouldn’t go – but I do so love the disco.

I plucked the hell out of my eyebrows last night! They look fucking perfect today.

Josh told me after bowling Thursday that the coolest thing IN THE WORLD would be: to have a disco party in the barn and have Kevin & Aimee DJ it.

He’s right, of course. That truly would be the coolest thing in the world. We’d have to rent a disco ball and find some cocaine, though. 😉 If you don’t know who Kevin & Aimee are, you’re bummin’ because they can DJ the holy hell out of some disco. They used to DJ those old MIU dances back in the day, and their vinyl collection was a sight to see. They’re all married and comfy now; I bump into them about once a year now and can witness that they’re still both hip as can be.

Someone’s here. Noah, maybe? Full-size white truck, at least. I haven’t been downstairs yet, although I do believe its time to go make some chai.