{"id":843,"date":"2004-09-17T03:35:00","date_gmt":"2004-09-17T03:35:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2004\/09\/17\/it-was-the-right-night-to-go\/"},"modified":"2004-09-17T03:35:00","modified_gmt":"2004-09-17T03:35:00","slug":"it-was-the-right-night-to-go","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2004\/09\/17\/it-was-the-right-night-to-go\/","title":{"rendered":"it was the right night to go"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><b>The play was fabulous. Utterly mindblowingly nasty. I&#8217;m in love. If you&#8217;re in Vancouver you&#8217;re in serious luck, there&#8217;s two days left. <\/p>\n<p>How I Learned To Drive &#8212; Sat @ 5:45 &#8211; Sun 6:45<\/b><\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s three:thirty and as I&#8217;ve been playing a rather heavy version of contact frisbee for about an hour and half, I&#8217;m not exactly co-ordinated enough to properly type. My fingertips have been scraped raw by pavement. I was being slightly stalked by some doofus named Steve who reminded me a bit of Wallace from Wallace and Gromit. Jacques rescued me well though and we ranted a bit in the car about the lack of boundry respect in the modern male. Happily, the earlier play was excellent and I laughed fit to die. Hideous topics. I realizing that I have a bitter, bitter humour. The relationships were set up so perfectly honest that I kept choking down laughter at parts where everyone was horrified. I&#8217;m a bad person. I&#8217;m glad I know at least one someone out there loves me else I might have felt guilty.<br \/>\nMore tomorrow when I&#8217;m not shaking from food lack fatigue.<br \/>\nHarrass me about it and I&#8217;ll feebly bat at you.<br \/>\n*falls asleep on your floor*<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The play was fabulous. Utterly mindblowingly nasty. I&#8217;m in love. If you&#8217;re in Vancouver you&#8217;re in serious luck, there&#8217;s two days left. How I Learned To Drive &#8212; Sat @ 5:45 &#8211; Sun 6:45 It&#8217;s three:thirty and as I&#8217;ve been playing a rather heavy version of contact frisbee for about an hour and half, I&#8217;m &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2004\/09\/17\/it-was-the-right-night-to-go\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;it was the right night to go&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-843","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/843","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=843"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/843\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=843"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=843"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=843"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}