Sunday, January 12, 2003

I feel like attending a rave, one of these racy rave nightclubs where the music is turned up real loud, and the people are all doped up and high on life or something and you squueze through good-looking people just to get to the bar. And the guys are so high and in need of a screw that they would hit on you and ask to take you home or something around that, not minding how good/okay looking you are. And in the morning you wake up with a hangover but still with a good memory of all your wrongdoings the night before, and you snicker at how dashing the guy you got to take home was and how on an ordinary day he wouldn't have given you the time of day.

Yes A Rave I Crave.

I am looking through ticketmaster right now to see who's coming to town that is affordable, I don't care if it's freaking Tom Petty.

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