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I won tickets for the WFNX 1985 Prom. I went last night (Boston) With my Pal Courtney. We drove into Boston and managed to find parking that was slightly less than the price of my first born child. We had a super great time. I really needed it. we didn't get home until 3:30 AM and i thought i was going to drive off the road. I had to pee so bad on the way home that i stopped at a gas station and went behind their fence because they weren't open. Courtney had A REALLY good time. She met a boy and spent the last half hour of the prom "making out" to such favorites as "Almost Paradise" and "With or Without You". Yes i drank but was stone cold by the time we left and I wondered to myself, vaguely bemused, if i would ever be unlaced enough in this world to actually ever have a flat out fucking-good-time. I'm not so sure. I had a fantastic time, but i got really geeked up when we left because EVERY exit onto 93 south was a detour and i kept going in circles. I was tired. i wanted to be on the highway. I think i'm living up to Nason's quaint nickname for me. But Courtney was so drunk there was no way i could kill her buzz. All in all, a worthy way to spend my two days off.