danced with feverish abandon
went to 80's night with Brit and her sister, sang everything from Cake to Nirvana to Josh Groban in the car. Good times. First went to Disco Diner and spent long time writing many things on the walls. Very disappointed that in my anal attention to good penmanship totally effed' up spelling on Darko quote. Had way fun dancing. Danced like crazy, crazy. Met some cool new chicks that invited me to a party and stuffed a dollar in my pants. Many boys taking off shirts and making out. Nice. Next day at work was sluggish hell. School doth approach. Thinking of going to see that indie Colin Farrell movie solo tomorrow. Can't sell anyone on it. Went with Faye to see Napoleon Dynamite again. Then we ate large quantities of ice cream and watched Darko at my house. Made a rather pimp drawing of Marlene Detriche. Jean Harlow was only 26 when she died, kidney trouble. What on earth would I do without movies?