Saturday Night Karaoke

Lazed around my apt all day. Didn't do anything but read and watch tv. Then around 7pm I was suddenly energized and feeling like going out. I'd mentioned singing some kareoke to S but she wan't terribly enthusiatic when I first suggested it on Fri as a possible plan for Sat night. But tonight she was kind of into it. So I met up with S and T at the karaoke bar. There weren't tons of people singing tonight which meant people had to hear me and this other girl - who sang mostly country songs I'd never heard before.

Songs I never sung before tonight and will never sing again:
Photograph: Nickelback - I love this song but apparently don't know any of the lyrics apart from the word "photograph" and "makes me laugh". There are many more words to this song.
Missionary Man: The Eurhtymics - they had the worst backup music for it that didn't match the tume at all and it was hard for me to follow - not too pretty.

Old Favs that I've tried once or twice before and had real fun with tonight:
I Hate Myself For Loving You: Joan Jett - Gotta love a little Joan Jet/Blackhearts if only for cool riffs and air-guitar opportunities that it offers :) Bad Medicine: Bon Jovi - this was a lot of fun to sing.

I'd sung my last song and even though we still had one more left in the queue for the group, they were ready to leave(just about midnight by then). So I was like, ok, we can go, sneak out. But as were putting on coats, Billy-the-Kid(my nickname for the DJ), who knows me by name(is it bad if the DJ at the karaoke bar knows you by name? Probably.) calls out to me "where are you going? you've got one more song? you haven't been here in so long. C'mon, you gotta do one more". All this he says in the mike. Yeah!

So I go up there and tell him that my friends want to leave, what can I do? then I decide to just do it, by myself, if they won't come up. Even though I only knew the words to half the song. A classic Queen: Bohemian Rhapsody. So then BtK calls my friends up, "you not going to let her do it all alone?" So they came up and it was fun. At least I thought it was fun and S thought so as well. T gave it a thumbs-sideways. Good enough. Then we called it a night. Now I'm too wired to sleep. No real surprise I guess.