I went to meet   straight from work and was still twenty minutes late. I can’t believe the technology running the website doesn’t somehoe involve banging rocks together.

Sanctuary was alright. It’s never amazing, but there were people I was happy to see.   was there and looking pretty, which has to be a good sign. *grinning* There were two rooms and for that cover was an extra three dollars. I’m very certain it wasn’t worth it, but it was something to do? There was a fellow dancing in the smaller room I appreciated. He looked like an ecologist who’d wandered in my mistake.  I mostly stayed in the smaller room myself. In there they played 80’s music. How they found 80’s music that goths wouldn’t dance to is puzzling, but not one of the great mysteries of the universe. Why   wouldn’t dance even to the Ghostbusters themesong apparently is. Any takers for that one? I’m too tired to think on it myself. Crow caught the same bus I was riding and keeping up with him took the very last of my energy. He was telling me about a friend of his who’d he’d been discussing my previous post with. Apparently his friend is suggesting banging me upside the head and dragging me off by the hair to a cave somewhere.

Silly boys.

We agree, though, that I’m doing it again. My disruption of people’s lives seems on full again. Maybe this means I’ll have a life again soon too?