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I-Bar. Oh how I've missed you . . . My dearest friend Jen came down from Ohio with her beau and we hung last night. Been too fuckin' long since her & I were in the same state together. We danced to Duran, swooned to Moz and stomped to Ministry!!! Good times really. The scene is still alive and well out there--the hipsters were still hip, the wannabees were still trying and who the fuck let in the preps? Sorry, they weren't gonna play any DMB or Phish for you to flip your collars up to and do the two-step. Ah, still a scene snob at heart I am! Bev, it was kewl sharing a dance floor with you. And for all you that didn't respond to my mass text last night stating simply "I-Bar. Tonight," you missed out. But it just makes us even for the times my lazy arse couldn't make it out to play.

Off to play some vintage Smiffs and reminisce about last night. Ahhhhh . . .