mmm...where to begin? thank you to trilobyte for being born and for being so fuckin' cool. thank you to Seether for organizing all the mayhem. and thank you to all you crazy ass freaks for making last night so very memorable. met some very cool people, and had a deliciously debaucherous time. (tho those of you who were there probably already knew that 
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didn't make it home last night. instead i got a half an hour of sleep (which probably did more harm than good) before i had to go to class. (i know, class on the lord's day - it should be illegal). so i showed up at school still wearing my naughty catholic school girl outfit. luckily i happened to have some clothes intended for goodwill in my trunk. so i was able to change at school and i narrowly escaped being spotted in my ho wear by my professor.
somehow i managed to survive the 5 hour class and was so looking forward to getting home and getting some sleep. but that plan was sabatoged by the stupid LA marathon. the thing went right thru my hood and everything was a clusterfuck. i kept getting shut down every way i tried to go. there are few things more frustrating than not being able to get home when i'm only a mile and a half away. i was even going to ditch my car and walk home, but of course parking was impossible too. the ordeal ended up being a 2 hour venture - not an exaggeration in the slightest. why can't the fuckers just run around a track 100 times?
but all today's suffering is a small price to pay for the splendidly insane evening.
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didn't make it home last night. instead i got a half an hour of sleep (which probably did more harm than good) before i had to go to class. (i know, class on the lord's day - it should be illegal). so i showed up at school still wearing my naughty catholic school girl outfit. luckily i happened to have some clothes intended for goodwill in my trunk. so i was able to change at school and i narrowly escaped being spotted in my ho wear by my professor.
somehow i managed to survive the 5 hour class and was so looking forward to getting home and getting some sleep. but that plan was sabatoged by the stupid LA marathon. the thing went right thru my hood and everything was a clusterfuck. i kept getting shut down every way i tried to go. there are few things more frustrating than not being able to get home when i'm only a mile and a half away. i was even going to ditch my car and walk home, but of course parking was impossible too. the ordeal ended up being a 2 hour venture - not an exaggeration in the slightest. why can't the fuckers just run around a track 100 times?
but all today's suffering is a small price to pay for the splendidly insane evening.
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