index | archives | notes Thursday, Nov. 01, 2007 3:25 a.m. << [ Ought ] >> The last four outings I've attended, I've announced my presence with, "Where's the fucking alcohol?" Two in the morning and I'm curled up into my best friend's neck after singing Toadies together. An hour later I'm curled up into another boy. If you're looking for a good reason, you aren't going to find one. Happy Halloween. << | x | >> whatiscopyright.org