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I just got back from the 'company' Christmas party - and damn, the people you work with shouldn't be that much fun.:) I really wish![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
eor could have gone, only of course he hates karaoke so he's have felt a bit out of place. But we have a couple of quite good singers, and one of the waitresses was awsome, I mean like awsome, like I wanna have her babies. After a while, though, I got sick of HB doing his Elvis impression and being all 'sexy,' I wanted something a little harsher with a little more soul, so I convinced Ghostman to sing Jethro Tull's "Locomotive Breath" with me. We did horribly, I'm sure, although PB complimented us. As Ghostman pointed out, our voices are too much alike, it was very hard to tell who's voice we were hearing and be sure we were on key, so of course he asked me to try to sing higher and I really can't sing high. I always have that problem with Ian Anderson songs anyway, can never find the right key, I don't know why I'm always drawn to try to sing them. But it was a good time.:) He's a good drinking buddy.:)
I got shangaid into dancing a couple of times with another guy I really don't know that well - yes, what, there's actually one of my co-workers I don't know that well? Yup, and for some reason he's the darling of all the other women, it seems. But what the heck, he would dance, so at least I wasn't alone on those songs. Most other people wanted to watch us dance, including his wife. Silly people. Dancing is not a spectator sport. My co-workers call me the dancing queen, but Bellatrix, aka Silly (that's what she calls herself) is definetly competition for that title - she's quite willing to go out there and have fun, which is good! :) A couple of girls who work with the other security group were also in attendance, and they would only dance sporadically. Kept complaining that the music was not inspirational. If it's got a beat my butt moves, I can't help it. Oh, and they attempted to sing "Baby Got Back," which was pretty funny. One of them bagged out in embarassment halfway through. They don't seem to have learned, yet, that the deal with karaoke is that if you don't sing well, at least do the thing with gusto, go with it, be really really stupid.:)
Anyway, here's me getting my butt off to bed. Trying not to wake up Eor.
I just got back from the 'company' Christmas party - and damn, the people you work with shouldn't be that much fun.:) I really wish
eor could have gone, only of course he hates karaoke so he's have felt a bit out of place. But we have a couple of quite good singers, and one of the waitresses was awsome, I mean like awsome, like I wanna have her babies. After a while, though, I got sick of HB doing his Elvis impression and being all 'sexy,' I wanted something a little harsher with a little more soul, so I convinced Ghostman to sing Jethro Tull's "Locomotive Breath" with me. We did horribly, I'm sure, although PB complimented us. As Ghostman pointed out, our voices are too much alike, it was very hard to tell who's voice we were hearing and be sure we were on key, so of course he asked me to try to sing higher and I really can't sing high. I always have that problem with Ian Anderson songs anyway, can never find the right key, I don't know why I'm always drawn to try to sing them. But it was a good time.:) He's a good drinking buddy.:)I got shangaid into dancing a couple of times with another guy I really don't know that well - yes, what, there's actually one of my co-workers I don't know that well? Yup, and for some reason he's the darling of all the other women, it seems. But what the heck, he would dance, so at least I wasn't alone on those songs. Most other people wanted to watch us dance, including his wife. Silly people. Dancing is not a spectator sport. My co-workers call me the dancing queen, but Bellatrix, aka Silly (that's what she calls herself) is definetly competition for that title - she's quite willing to go out there and have fun, which is good! :) A couple of girls who work with the other security group were also in attendance, and they would only dance sporadically. Kept complaining that the music was not inspirational. If it's got a beat my butt moves, I can't help it. Oh, and they attempted to sing "Baby Got Back," which was pretty funny. One of them bagged out in embarassment halfway through. They don't seem to have learned, yet, that the deal with karaoke is that if you don't sing well, at least do the thing with gusto, go with it, be really really stupid.:)
Anyway, here's me getting my butt off to bed. Trying not to wake up Eor.