Dressing up for the Troop Cafe.
Me with my man.
Steve and myself.
Look at the beer-swilling person just under Mick's arm.
"My satin doll..."
Actually, Scott and everyone else involved with probably kill me for posting this publicly. Enjoy before it gets deleted.
I had to work Saturday, but I was fine. I thought, "I'm still young! I can dance all night, and report to work bright and early!" However, on Sunday I awoke feeling like I'd been trampled by horses. That was how I began my three-day enkai with Akiko and friends...
