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The end of a good weekend. Chocolate Prom was an experience, but it was definitely a good time. It was at an all-ages club, and allages were represented. Basically it was like an 8th grade dance, the average age was maybe 12 and it was fairly awkward. It was sort of like straddling the past and the present. It also reminded me of how glad I am that I'm not 12 anymore.
And last night was Peasant Disco w a pre-party at my place. This peasant disco was much better than the last one. It seemed like everyone I know in Indiana was there. But unfortunately, my uterus was trying to kill me so I drank away the pain. Let's just say that the end of the night is still pretty fuzzy for me. Memories come back here and there, but there are still some things missing. Oops : / And I felt like death today.
0n a sidenote, I just realized that I have tuesday off work, even though I didn't take it off. Kind of stoked. It makes going out on Tuesday night for Mardi Gras less of a bad idea.
And last night was Peasant Disco w a pre-party at my place. This peasant disco was much better than the last one. It seemed like everyone I know in Indiana was there. But unfortunately, my uterus was trying to kill me so I drank away the pain. Let's just say that the end of the night is still pretty fuzzy for me. Memories come back here and there, but there are still some things missing. Oops : / And I felt like death today.
0n a sidenote, I just realized that I have tuesday off work, even though I didn't take it off. Kind of stoked. It makes going out on Tuesday night for Mardi Gras less of a bad idea.