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woot last night!
the double blue ball was a terrible disappointment (i'm never again attending any SMC event), but fortunately, last night more made up for it.

but, to start at the beginning, yesterday morning was cool. i met my girls and we got mandy's bellybutton done, as planned. i got to sit in the room with her when it was being done, and i thought it was super neat. she said it didn't really hurt at all. i'm looking forward to buying her all sorts of pretty, shiny things to put there.
we went to sean's to arrange sarah's surprise birthday party. it was terribly organized, and the "party" was kind skanky (meaning "not sufficiently dressed"), but then we all went out to mcdonald's, and i rather liked that. we all talked and ate our overly caloric food, and a dirty old man told me to "keep shakin' it."
then josh and i met the others who were going with us to the phoenix at a pub, and i had ice cream and stroked people's thighs.

so, having gotten all the yucky details out of the way, let me actually get to describing the phoenix:
the second i stepped inside, i started smiling like an idiot. why? because the first thing i heard as i entered was mindless self indulgence. to add to my joy, as we were checking out coats, "stripped" by rammstein came on, and i knew i was finally home.
i have never before been glad to be standing right next to a speaker. i have never before just wanted to dance and dance and only stop for fear of dehydration. i felt very ME. i felt relaxed and happy and i felt as if i was the music.
we had to leave at one. i both wanted to stay longer, but knew i was already getting tired - after all, i'm usually in bed by 11. i really hope i'm gonna go there many, many more times. and i hope i can get used to staying up late once a week. perhaps bawls is the answer?