Busy day.

Some days come and go with no "dangers" faced to report; others are chock full of them. Today was one of those days. I'll give you the bullet points...

>After work I was heading straight out to Disneyland (3rd Friday night of madness there in a row; that's almost danger enough!) for a friend's bachelorette party. Which meant I brought my life with me in the car that morning, including a change of clothes. Since I was at the back bay, the only place to change was in our oh-so-glorious...porta potties. Goodie. Gross. Danger #1.

>Made it to D-land, met up with the party! And out of our group of 15 or so, I knew the bride-to-be, had met 4-5 others, and the rest were complete strangers to me. Me, who loves the familiar and familiar people, hanging out with a gang of them after and exhausting work day/week...I was dead on my feet, but I hung ok. Danger #2.

>One of the acquaintances and I found a cast member "friend" from our last trip/initial meeting 2 weeks ago! We definitely went up and gave him a hug. Good old Rasheed. Danger #3.

>Before dinner in Downtown Disney, the girls decided to go "freshen up" at Sephora. I think I felt less comfortable in those 20 minutes in that makeup store than I did changing in the porta pottie. Danger #4.

>Dinner was in a private room with a giant long table--and I sat at the complete opposite end from my one good friend. Thankfully, was next to one of the acquaintances, but it was still a long 2.5 hour dinner. Danger #5.

It was a busy day. And I was pooped. I think that made some things seem bigger than normal, sure, but it was definitely a slightly-out-of-comfort-zone evening. But still fun to celebrate with my friend.

Oh yeah, when I got home I changed, washed my face and fell into bed without brushing my teeth. Danger #6.