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Oct 18, 2004 23:40

The tickets I thought I had for Cleveland turned out to be a false alarm. The search goes on. I've contacted my buddy in radio to test our friendship, ha. Columbus is a possibility I'm currently clingin' to.

Steven is sick.

Sebastian has fleas.

As for me, I seem to be alright. Prepared for Halloween in plenty of time, though the number of parties we'd anticipated have dropped from four to one. Okay, two, but they're both on the same night and therefore only necessitate one costume, which pisses me off. I thought my friend Jeff would be having a party but there's been no mention of it. I was hoping something would be going on the 29th but of course, no. And Steven has to work the 20th and thanks to our bank account being negative $90something on Friday instead of a nice positive balance, half his check was gone almost before we got it and we're way overbudget this week and can't afford to go to the grand opening kickoff party of the bimonthly Goth night at the Spy bar in Cleveland on Wednesday. Why don't bars stagger their parties? No, I mean, really. Do you really want to have your party the same night as everyone else? Why not have it when there's less competition? But noooooo. Everyone has to have theirs on Saturday. Well that's just great, guys, thanks. But it'll be fun anyway. It better be, or I'll make my own fun and believe you me, it won't be pretty. *smile*

White shows bloodstains. They'll match my stigmata. Reach out and fuck yourself.


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