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Wow, as if last night wasn't the sickest party ever...I haven't been to a night like that in at least a couple of years...Luca made a huge pinata of the earth, but sadly I missed the smashing when I was outside...The theme was "the future," which was funny, because they were playing James Brown like nobody's business. Those kids are a wicked crowd and the upstairs apartment is perfectly crafted for a party...like a party you'd see in the movies where everyone's squished (you literally had to shove people to get around) and the dance floor's freakin' out and...some drunk guy exposes himself to you...(yep, definitely did NOT see that coming...I mean peeing off the balcony sure, but later on waving your cock 2 feet infront of me mid-conversation, well, um, no...)
Finally got the chance to talk to the one I've been having my eye on for the past little while...It went alright, we found ourselves crowded amongst everyone and having a good time yet couldn't really figure out what to say to eachother. Yep, I have a feeling I somehow botched it in an intoxicated stupor, especially when I lost him and then found him an hour later and made it quite obvious that I was happy about it. But I *may* cross paths with him at a gig in a few days but I won't be holding my breath. *sigh*...how to make self more interesting...Oh, and now that I've mentioned this, probably nothing will come out of it in my favour. Bahhhhhh, whatever...