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Monday, July 25, 2005

Free Night

After many months of watching the older fellows creep out every freenight...
Rick's huge shaggadelic lamp, beer, and boom boxes in arm,
I decided that I would join them out on the beach to chaperone one of their mini-raves.
So they point Rick's groovy light out and it goes all over the rocks and even out to the second row of jacks.
And then they bring an extension cord from the house and plug in the CD player, and turn on trance.
Then they all stand around in the various extremities of inebriation, and trip.
It was fun to watch. I was tripping and laughing...Jesse, Rick and Steve were doing hilarious things.

I woke up this morning with my hair absolutely flumpled and my face looking like it would explode. Yosh says that happens to her when she sleeps in. My face looked super fat. It was scary. And my eyes were like two tiny slits in the middle of a bloated face.
Okay, it wasn't that bad, but it was weird enough for me to stare at my face and try to figure out whether I really was stranger-looking or whether it was just my imagination. So it was a very small morph. But it was enough.
In other news, I figured out how to upload stuff to my yahoo briefcase for everyone to download from. So Elaina gets to upload her favorite song for everybody to listen to. YAY.

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