Well helloooo and a good morning to ya. Last night was kick ass....suprisingly so. Met up with *D* and went to Emos to see the Sun and DeathRay Davies play. First off, I am a hermit, I rarely leave the house, and when I do it's not generally to go to a club, so the building anxiety as I left my cozy home was absolutely unbearable. For about 15 minutes I seriously considered chickening out, but fortunately I sucked it up and headed out. Hit Lovejoy's first and quickly downed a jack and coke to calm the nerves. Had some great conversation and then hit Emo's for a bone tingling, drunken foray. Missed Shearwater play as I was too busy smoking and talking about the surreal life outside, so that kinda sucked balls, but all in all, was a fantabulous evening. Left for D's house and swung by mine to pick up some vodka as the night was still young. What a gentleman....no tawdry sleazy sex which was somewhat disappointing, but as stated in my previous entry, sometimes its better to keep your honor. Not to say that nothing happened, but Clinton doesnt consider it sex so neither do I. Planning on spending this evening at the Ritz with some friends, hopefully to get trashed and have a wild rockin time. It is now certain that I must do laundry though, since I didnt budget going out and drinking 2 nights in a row. Blughhhh, laundry...I need a maid

guitargeek:
Ahhh, good times, good times!