And then Sonny popped out. How metaphorical.

I can only speak for my own college experience, but being friends with Sandwich Lady and That Girl has taught me that perhaps my college experience is a little more...mild than most. Clubbing and dancing are things that happen in Dirty Dancing and Thursdays are usually prefaced not with "Thirsty" but with "Sleeping" or "Cookies" maybe "Grey's Anatomy Reruns".
I avoid most of this because every time I do go out, I spend my time failing to convince women that I'm not gay and perfecting my awkward presence in a room. So imagine my roommate's surprise when I told them last night that I wanted to go to the Townhouse. My surprise on the matter was more or less equal to theirs, but judging by their reactions, you would have thought I'd told them I was actually gay. And that I was also going to write a personal check for $5000 to each of them.
So they put on their vests and ties, and I put on my newly inherited boots of confidence, and we made our way down Snelling. I saw my first real-life drag show (all of those movies in my Lesbian Context lit class did not due these women justice) and personally congratulated the woman who did Britney's "Circus". But it was the one dressed up as preggo Cher that convinced me that this is perhaps something that I need to be involved in.
Stay tuned- this girl goes out on THURSDAYS!