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So this weekend began in Hollywood watching ex-member Starbaby's band Idiot Stare play. That was a blast except for the oddly changing drink prices (one moment, two drinks for $8.60 yeah, 8 dollars and sixty cents and the next moment one of the same drink for $8...wtf?). Then the next night Shalome and I shuffled over to Starbaby's place for a party he was throwing, where we watched a carnival freak who was a friend of his perform (eg. breathe fire, hammer nails up his nose, eat a light bulb, and have a cinder block broken on his stomach while laying on a bed of nails). Shal and I took turns juggling balls and scarves, and later she and a girl we met there got talking about the South and reminiscing about New Orleans and the next thing I knew, Shal was hammered and the other girl was drinking out of the punch bowl.

The next morning Shal woke up with a brutal hangover, as one might expect after consuming copious amounts of miscellaneous sugar-laden beverages. Sadly, that kept her in bed while I spent Sunday evening attempting to annihilate my fellow members of SGLA with rubber balls during a haphazard game of dodgeball at Griffith Park. It was a lot of fun, and I proved that I can still dodge like a madman. Unfortunately, my skill at hurling the dodgeball is not what it once was, and alas I was unable to save our team from a 0-6 loss versus a far superior team of supervillians. Next time, I'll be sure to avoid tiring myself out beforehand running up and down a hill and throwing the frisbee around with Fu, DaveUnderTheBed and Reprobate.






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