harpys_revenge

So, I went to the Under The Influence Of Giants concert last night. It was fun. I met a cool chick named Anna, and the music was fun and dance-y. The first band was a bunch of hard rock kids, so it was fun hearing a couple different types of music live in one night. I also saw a hooker beating down a group of guys who, apparently, had told her clients she had AIDS. It was a fun night. But I went rushing home thinking I still had to play with my rats and get to sleep in time to get to work. But I called out sick this morning, anyways. I just couldn't get out of bed.

That's all. Nothing else happens to me. Damnit.

*Demon