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January 15, 2004 - 2:05 a.m. k, first things first, i know what side of the world im on... as in.. when i got out of the elevator i knew what direction to turn. i just got home after walking home from the bar, not sure if i was actually moving even though it felt like i was running through the snow... and my next thought is... i need chips sour cream and onion and i waited patiently with them in the elevator because i also thought... i need to wash my hands... tonight was so amusing to me that i almost couldn't handle it... from the spastic dancer who i'd have liked to spend an hour and a half trying to come up with the appropriate title for in order to name his dance style.... there was also a straight couple there recording everything in the bar for some wierd sex fetish role playing exercise that their shrink prescribed them... except totally not. she was wearing the hottest thing she never had which consisted of dredged up 80's "outfit" which consisted of fuscia and black ruched and zippered leather top and leather pants... some guy came up to me and was like... my friend thinks you're cute...that's her (pointing to the girl right beside me..) "you're a bad friend" i said to him... "but i love your shirt" the chips proved too tempting i don't think i can write anymore... perhaps there'll be a part two..?
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