Raspberry Swirl (Part 1)

So I've been dreading tonight/last night for two days. I've been walking around thinking that I don't care how much I spent to rent the tux, I don't want to go to the show. I actually was gonna post an entry before I left for the show talking about my overwhelming sense of dread...

"I know you can be overwhelmed and you can be underwhelmed, but can you just be whelmed?"
"I think you can in Europe."

Sorry, random reference to tonight....anyway, the whole point of this entry (which should be extremely short because I'm about to fall over) is that I actually enjoyed myself tonight. Yes, there was a 30-45 minute period where I was terrified and wanted to sneak out. The panic inside was overwhelming. But neither Matt nor Kevin would let me leave. So we stayed. We finally got up and danced for Madonna's "Like a Prayer" and kept dancing.

We watched the show which was really good. And afterwards, we hung out a little bit. And there was only a brief 30 second period of time where the discomfort was about to get to me and it would have been a repeat of the last group outing all over again, but I composed myself and decided we should head out. (So we didn't actually leave for another 30-45 minutes or so... *smiles*)

All this is to say that things actually went well and I did have a good time. Those of you who were hoping to hear details (or expecting calls by 3am) will get them later when I'm not about to fall over. (I actually was laying on my bed earlier, curled up with my clothes, contacts, and jacket still on and was mostly asleep. Now I'm underneath the blankets instead of on top of them which is an improvement for my toes!)