Is this the mouth-watering Toad in the Hole?

Yep - sausages in yorkshire pudding. But they're supposed to poke out of the pudding like their namesake.

A cop car came by to pick her up before she got to the turnoff to the farmhouse.

Small correction: A passing motorist stopped for me. We arrived at the gas station in time for the woman in the truck to say, "That was you at the side of the road? Might wanna go tell the cops you're ok, I told them you were out there."

The gas station had only a pay phone (one of the cashiers let me use her cell phone. Also I was pretty shakey when I arrived, so the three employees kinda hovered around me a bit, and overheard me addressing Daniel on the answering machine). When the pay phone rang, they said, "I bet that's for you," and so it was.

{{{{{Bitches}}}}}

Sumi, cash, I hope your pain issues start behaving themselves quickly.

Hello all. Guess where I am? Camped outside the girls' bathroom at a school dance! Do you think if I keep using exclamation points it will get more exciting?! I don't think so either!

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But to be fair, it does provide a certain level of entertainment. It's a 9th/10th grade dance, so all of the girls have brought the friggin' cutest little boys. Ok, and also some older ones, but most of the boys look like they're 12 as they're being dragged on and off the dance floor by girls. The funniest exchange so far was between two boys waiting on the stairwell for their dates, who were in the bathroom. They couldn't see me, but they were clear as a bell.

Boy #1 (who looks maybe 13 but is desperately trying to look cool and sophisticated): You having fun?

Boy #2 (who is a shorter, younger looking version of Boy#1): Nah. You?

Boy #1: Me either. Well, the first hour it was ok.

Boy #2: Nah, man, the whole thing sucked.

Boy #1: Yeah, well...(significant pause while he attempts to think up some way to regain credibility after admitting he'd actually enjoyed any part of a girls' school dance)...guess it's really just a chance for people to have sex.(pause to asses other boy's reaction) Which is cool.

Boy #2: Yeah, man. Cool.

At this point my giggling must have become audible, because they poked their heads around the corner and saw me, flushed bright red, and ran up the stairs away from me.

I am very bored and will doubtless be spamming the thread with my watch-n-post. In my next post: things that never change at high school dances!

Things That Never Change at High School Dances:

1. Everyone claims the dance sucks.

2. Someone ends up crying in the girls' room.

3. Boys get dragged around the dance by their girlfriends.

4. All the girls end up barefoot (or, alternatively, hobbling around with pained expressions).

5. The DJ sucks.

6. The boys try to pretend they're too cool to dance.

7. Some mortified teacher pretends not to notice the faux sex happening on the dance floor until s/he can't take it anymore and has to break it up.

8. Someone calls the chaperones "Nazis."

9. Someone attempts to spike the punch or, alternatively, talks about how lame it is that no one has spiked the punch.

10. Someone hooks up.

11. Someone breaks up.

12. Someone throws up.

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There are so many more.

ION, you know the little girl playing softball at the end of the very last ep of Buffy? One of the Potentials whose power gets unleashed with Willow's spell? She's here. This has been your "I spotted a random Buffy extra" announcement for the evening.

Maaaaan! I keep trying to start a coversation, but no one wants to talk with me. I really am at a high school dance.

Daniel C. Jensen - Your Cell phone microphone can be tapped, even if you have it off.

My bro-in-law used to deal with security for a General at the 1st MEF @ Camp Pendeleton. The HQ had strict no cell, no pda, no dig camera zone. He loved nothing more than reaching onto an officers belt and physically ripping the phone off and throwing it down the hallway (thus breaking it). Apparently he had standing orders from the Gen that he (Staff Sarg at the time) was allowed to do it.

Maaaaan! I keep trying to start a coversation, but no one wants to talk with me. I really am at a high school dance

Sorry KT, I didn't get home until 11pm. Woot, working on a burlesque show.

sumi, I am glad you're feeling better. Try to take it easy for as long as you can.

Cashmere, I am so happy to hear you got your injection. I hope you managed some sleep too.

Kristin, you're post brought back so many memories of high school. I hope you managed to have some fun at the dance.

I woke up in pain, so I just took some advil. I'm going to sit here until it kicks in a little. Anyone still awake.

Poor sj!

Matilda is wide awake. Not crying, not fussing, just wide awake. Like near the end of Thelma and Louise when Geena Davis looks off at the far horizon and says, "I feel awake." She just had a good hearty feed, and instead of conking her out it has brought her to an incredibly vivid state of phenomenally conscious consciousness. I think I need laudanum. For her or for me, I don't really care which at this point.

Poor JZ.