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Jan. 10th, 2002 05:22 pmI'm very tired.
It's no surprise, but there you go.
I was filled with light and energy and happiness earlier.
Now?
I still am. I'm just tired too.
Last night was a hella good time of dancing at ManRay. It didn't start out that way, but the Groove came out to play. It would not be denied. It would not get angry when some dork knocked my nearly full drink from my hand.. It would propel me through song after song, shaking away the early awkwardness and stiffness and replacing it with fluid motion, propped up on the rhythm and melody.
Steve D was looking stellar in his enormous boots. Atalanta was resplendent in her Gothic attire (a change from the usual). A&T were overjoyed to see me, and told me I was sorely missed at the after party. And someone I'd hope to get to know better extended an invitation to hang out. A triumphant evening all around. There were others who drifted in and out as well, and you all get your props as well. Special props to the System Anarchist and her defiant battle cry written in the steaming mirros!
A few tedious moments left in the day. Then to run, to throw cards down in a not so random order, to get a massage, and to sleep. Glorious sleep! How do I love thee? Let me tell you in my dreams. Zzzzzzzzz......
It's no surprise, but there you go.
I was filled with light and energy and happiness earlier.
Now?
I still am. I'm just tired too.
Last night was a hella good time of dancing at ManRay. It didn't start out that way, but the Groove came out to play. It would not be denied. It would not get angry when some dork knocked my nearly full drink from my hand.. It would propel me through song after song, shaking away the early awkwardness and stiffness and replacing it with fluid motion, propped up on the rhythm and melody.
Steve D was looking stellar in his enormous boots. Atalanta was resplendent in her Gothic attire (a change from the usual). A&T were overjoyed to see me, and told me I was sorely missed at the after party. And someone I'd hope to get to know better extended an invitation to hang out. A triumphant evening all around. There were others who drifted in and out as well, and you all get your props as well. Special props to the System Anarchist and her defiant battle cry written in the steaming mirros!
A few tedious moments left in the day. Then to run, to throw cards down in a not so random order, to get a massage, and to sleep. Glorious sleep! How do I love thee? Let me tell you in my dreams. Zzzzzzzzz......
