Me and Ed at Do Re Mi singing our hearts out

So we finally had our karaoke night that we've been talking about for like a year. And it was way less painful than I expected. In fact, it was fun the entire time. I think Ed or someone just started singing as soon as we got into our room and we were off. Then we were fighting over microphones and songs...no, actually there wasn't any fighting, but there was lots of singing with and without mics. My favorite was "Dick in a Box" by Ed and Isaac -- I wish they would perform that at every get together of ours! Sadly, the photos didn't come out that great. I wanted to post the cute one of me and Ineke singing "I Kissed a Girl" on either side of Ed while he's taking a swig off a flask but it was a little blurry. Instead you can enjoy my tonsils. I don't even know what we were singing, but boy am I into it.

Do Re Mi was an interesting venue. You rent a room with a karaoke machine in it. It's Korean -- you can tell by all the Korean text I can't read. There's no bouncing ball over the words to help you time your singing to songs you don't know so well. It just lights up the word at the speed you're supposed to go. And the next line is above the line you're singing. I found that a little weird. One of my other favorite moments in the room: Jess tearing down a wall light in the karaoke room. It took two men to fix it.

We went back to The Bar on Mission afterwards. One of us girls said something about not liking her body (wasn't me!). And one of our male friends, god bless his soul, said something to the effect of, oh dear, if you girls only knew that i'd lick rancid butter off of any of you. Which I interpretted to mean you're crazy. you girls are all crazy about your bodies cause you're all so hot i'd lick nasty rotten food off of any of your bodies just so i could put my tongue on you.

Then it was on to my house where we set off all my smoke detectors and filled my living room with smoke at about 2 in the morning. Isaac says "You've never used the fireplace?! You're breaking my heart." Mike says "Fire?" I say "I have duraflames!" Light fire. Mike examines the flue. No one's really sure if it's open or not. The fire going in the fireplace smells like...melting plastic. Jess goes "cough cough". Smoke detectors activate so we disassemble them all. Minutes drag on...we end up kiling the fire with a fire extinguisher. Fun while it lasted. This morning my entire living room was covered in ash.