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This is not going to be a long entry, this is not going to be a long entry (Sung to the tune of the scene in Wings of Desire with Nick Cave. "I'm not going to tell them about a girl, I'm not going to tell them about a girl..." "Let me tell you about a girl" Raise your hand if you catch the reference). Great, now I've got old Nick Cave stuck in my head. Could be worse. Anyway, yeah, stuff. Ummm, I've been doing very little and thinking very little. Or, more precisely, I've been thinking too much and not really getting anywhere with it. Song segue, Oingo Boingo Treadmill (You've got me so I'm running round and round in circles. You've got me so I can't see my own face. You've got me so I feel I've been like this forever. You've got me so I'm crazy with disgrace). So, I'm not going to bore you with the minutiae of what I've been staring blankly at on the tivo. It's been awfully pretty around San Francisco recently. Some really nice forbidding grey skies with pretty fog. I've been trying to go out walking more, but it's hard considering all of my preffered destinations would cause me to spend money I don't have. As a result I've been wandering off to the gamestore a lot (because heaven knows I could never spend money in a game store... right). Bantering with the employees is always fun, and I'm constantly amused that I still emanate this aura of gamestore employee. Without fail someone comes and asks me questions as if I worked there every time I'm around. This happens to me at record stores also. Maybe I'm just fated to work retail. I know people don't just randomly come up to me and ask me to write perl scripts, or design microprocessors. Humanity's collective subconscious clearly thinks that I'm doomed to retail. Fah I say!

Fast forward to tonight. Death Guild was really, really, really fun. Started out in my usual (well usual recently) sort of detached funk, but then I started dancing (Actually danced semi-decently tonight, huzzah!) and my mood started to lift. And then the bunny's showed up. It would take more effort than I was willing to expend to stay in a funk while ballroom dancing with an old friend in a bunny suit to ebm (I'm a really lousy ballroom dancer by the way). Ended up dancing a lot. An awful lot. I think tomorrow might be one of those mornings when I stand up, and my legs suddenly cramp up and I fall over. Worth it though. Patty and I concur that musically it was one of the best Death Guild nights in recent memory. Only real down point was the CD skipping on Once in a Lifetime. We got robbed! Also, I failed to convince people that I was scary. Everyone seems to think I'm cute. I don't remember why I was trying to convince people that I'm scary, but it seemed important at the time. Maybe I was just fishing for people to say "You're not scary. You're cute!" I can be sneaky like that sometimes. Whee, babbling. Anyway, post Death Guild went out to Denny's with Rich, Loki, Kate, and others. At this point I was pretty exhausted so I just sort of zombied out. Caught the bus with Loki, and now here I am. Still zombied out. Ummmm, there were more fun events I could recount, but it's 5 am. Bed time for Bongo. And me too. I hope Bongo doesn't steal my seat on the couch, the bastard...