Last night I went to a friend's
birthday party. It was pretty small, probably 15 people were there total. About halfway into the party, a great
bluegrass trio showed up and started playing. We were all just in the living room dancing to
Michael Jackson's
Thriller, and these three guys, a
bassist, a
guitarist, and a
fiddler, just walk into the middle of the room and start
jamming. The cool thing about living in a
place with such a high density of
musicians, is that shit like that just happens.
There were so many cute people at this party on whom I had a crush. I spent more time with a recently made friend, and we had a great conversation about music, communication, and the "universal consciousness". It was hard for me to keep looking into his eyes, though... I'm kinda embarrassed about my crush on him. Later in the night, I met someone new who shares my love of Michael Jackson, is really cute, and seems quite smart and witty. I thought that she may have been attracted to me too, but it was getting late, and I had work early in the morning...
Excuses, excuses...