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The show was grand. The hip hop was phenomenal, but the good times to be had were mostly due to the great crowd. That is what really makes a show good I think. Everyone passed their weed to everyone else freely, and were cool and chatty.

After our many vodka redbulls, we headed out and got very drunk at a little bar full of people that obviously knew each other very well, and looked upon us with suspicion. When they closed, we gaily staggered down East Hastings singing "Down by the Bay" at the top of our lungs. The junkies LOVED us in our pinstriped pants and pink legwarmers.

Okay. I'm REALLY not drinking anymore. I am moneybags when I'm drunk. I tipped our bartender $20, and our cab driver $30. They were both asses too.

Work is totally normal. Everyone loves me again. I guess I am supposed to pretend that nothing happened. Sigh.