oh dear. I am loaded. Lo-oa-oa-oaded.
Went to see a friend's band play tonight at Steamer's. That place is always so crowded; and the worst part is that it's always a high school fucking reunion.
But it was fun. The music was awesome, played some pool, chatted with various all and sundries, and laughed my ass off with Chelsea.
But then she wanted to go to the musician's afterparty. All right. But we got there, and it was a whole bunch of people on a bed, and I felt poetry was going to be forthcoming. Eep.....abort.
So we went to a house party, which is secretly slang for a super techno raver electronica house trance ambient partyand after I had spent enough time fending off people offering me glow sticks and wishing I were dead,, I summoned a taxi ($16.00!!!!) and came home.
I am lo-oa-oa-oa-oa-ded, and getting picked up for breakfast at 9:30.
Fuck.
Went to see a friend's band play tonight at Steamer's. That place is always so crowded; and the worst part is that it's always a high school fucking reunion.
But it was fun. The music was awesome, played some pool, chatted with various all and sundries, and laughed my ass off with Chelsea.
But then she wanted to go to the musician's afterparty. All right. But we got there, and it was a whole bunch of people on a bed, and I felt poetry was going to be forthcoming. Eep.....abort.
So we went to a house party, which is secretly slang for a super techno raver electronica house trance ambient partyand after I had spent enough time fending off people offering me glow sticks and wishing I were dead,, I summoned a taxi ($16.00!!!!) and came home.
I am lo-oa-oa-oa-oa-ded, and getting picked up for breakfast at 9:30.
Fuck.
[Edited on Sep 18, 2005 7:01PM]