Let's try this instead

OK, today I realized that I have about 7 friends I owe phone calls to and instead of actually picking up the phone and doing something about it, I am creating a blog so that you can read about what I'm doing when I'm not calling you. Last night I went to sing karaoke with Cameron and Jay and a bunch of their friends. It was Cameron's fake birthday, which means there was cake and some people who got a little confused brought presents. I announced at the beginning of the night that I would not be singing karaoke and then, after a few drinks, proceeded to rock Shoop, Let's Talk About Sex, I Say a Little Prayer (which was really Jay's song, but I screamed it into his ear until he just put the microphone in my face), and Crazy Train. The night ended with a group sing along to Sublime's Santaria. Jay told me that his magic formula for being comfortable singing karaoke is as follows:

4 glasses of wine
2 jello shots (yes, we had jello shots. I told you it was a fake bday party. I just failed to mention it was a fake 21st bday party)
4 vodka tonics

Jesus. That's my magic formula for falling down the stairs and going into rehab. Just kidding, Jay.