Jun 2nd, 2006 3:10:37 am - Subscribe

She-bop, Shoo-bop, a, bee-bop.

I am mildly smelly, sweaty, and anxious. I had an amiable evening. I am slowly depleting the last of my money. Which seems okay. I finally have joined the ranks of teenagers everywhere...

I got a damned cellphone.

There, now I feel like every other damned teen, I hate cell phones so much. I hate it when friends talk on them, instead of to you. And that goes for text messaging too.
GAH!
HATE. HATE. HATE.

But I am now a hypocrite. I own one, but I'm sure the only one whom will call me will be my mother dearest.
Bless her heart.

I went to nextfest with Nell, I bought her way in. I am temporarily in the money, ya' know. It was nice, both show were likable. I preferred the first one myself. But, it was mildly politically centred, eh...

Then we went to Sneaky Pete's and shot a couple games of pool, and called it an evening.

So ends the night of a socialite...
Bah.

June 02nd, 2006