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i'm always really confused when i venture outside my apartment at night, and see masses of out-of-place looking twenty-somethings milling around downtown sacramento...
and then i remember that it's second saturday.
and i'm not so confused.
but i'm still not very happy about it.
...they're loud...and usually drunk...and annoying...possibly aggrivating...more than likely a little fascinating...
which is why i'll spend the better part of this evening sitting on the balcony that everybody knows is really a decorative window ornament...but has yet to collapse under my weight...
if you need me, that's where i'll be.
and then i remember that it's second saturday.
and i'm not so confused.
but i'm still not very happy about it.
...they're loud...and usually drunk...and annoying...possibly aggrivating...more than likely a little fascinating...
which is why i'll spend the better part of this evening sitting on the balcony that everybody knows is really a decorative window ornament...but has yet to collapse under my weight...
if you need me, that's where i'll be.