*we the type of people make the club get crunk. 2002-04-28 7:13 a.m.*

amazing night, kids. i mean, look at what time i'm posting. and yes, this is right after i got home. well i went and pottied and brushed my teeth and disrobed, and now i am posting, because dammit fucking lesbian jesus or some shit, i am not remotely tired (well, i know i'm tired in that i wrote "or some shirt," initially, but otherwise, yeah... my eyes are awake, my brain is buzzing. i want beachness to happen now! but yeah, i feel like when i do get to sleep it will not quite be enough, but yo, it was worth it. and it was worth the way my body hurts now.

it's been all in all a good day. i did well at work, and then went to giggles with buttercup and alongcamea for part of our dance tutorial costumes, and i found chopsticks with a naked lady holder for 99 cents (woah. i almost wrote 99p). and then i went to campus and wandered for awhile, trying to find people to play with, but when i ran into asia she said that james had just left her room and went back to her own, so i went up there and we chatted until jennifer connelly showed up and we went shopping. i wandered publix like a lost person trying to find something i wanted to eat for dinner, and finally decided on a morningstar farms chik'n pot pie, which was good, but i kind of wanted to get a little something else to go with it, but nothing else really appealed. and then i ran to target to get shampoo, and got some green tea stuff, since it was the only stuff they seemed to have which wasn't tested on animals, which is strange because they usually have st. ives.

we came back to campus and james and i watched some of patch adams and then i felt like i really needed to use my new shampoo, so i took a shower in her bathroom, and i really like the stuff, i think, and then she left to go get a massage from asia, while i watched more of patch adams. just nice comfortable cozy times, you know?

after awhile i went up to christy's room and drank my 4 jack daniel's drinks and did a whiskey shot, and i felt so happy and giggly and ready to dance. and dance i did. i slowed down, but i did not stop, for 5 hours. and laurel tree was out there the whole time, too, getting down with her sexy self. and it just felt so good and happy, and i felt that feeling of love for all novo collegians and all of humanity even that has gotten to be less common in the past few months, and it was just wonderful.

and oh, the moon! she and i had a nice talk and somewhere between "bizarre love triangle" and "99 red balloons" my dancing secret (yes, that secret. any secrets about me and dancing you may know, anything that may have been gone for nearly 2 years now, yes, that secret) came back, and yeah, the moon and i, we're tight now. those were some good times right there. i was so tired that i wandered to the water fountain where someone told me i looked overheated and did i need water splashed on my face? i felt dazed, but otherwise alright. i felt really tired for a good chunk of the rest of the night, but this guy who's come to the walls a few times and reminds me of the happy ending of a john hughes film came up and booty danced with me, and we'd been talking before, and i think he's a very nice guy, but i kind of had to run away to the other side of the dance floor, because i'm just not comfortable with the ass dancing with the boys. but i think that sort of made him offended or sad because he left shortly afterwards. and i don't really think he was hitting on me, but what if he was? i don't know. i get so flustered in situations like that.

but yeah, that was about as dramatic as it got for me, which i'm great with. well, no, i lie, there was a little drama when three of the best pairs of boobies on campus were bared more than they had been earlier, but you know, i'm not complaining about that, really. i can live with the boobies. i approve.

and then of course were all tired hungry college students so we went to ihop where i ordered hashed browns and also fries but no gravy, please, and though it was flippin' cold in there, it was satisfying. and then glama drove me home and now i am here, typing this, trying to convince myself that yes, i am tired.

but yes, tired or not, the alligators are chirping, and i think i need to go have a lie down. so i can get up bright and "early" for jennifer connelly's birthday beach bash.

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