a big ole shout out to poe who's diary i stumbled upon the other night. she sez in an email that she loves me. mainly cuz she mentioned a book that she was trying to find from her childhood, that NO ONE believed her about. a book about a chef, a moose and some clam chowder. the book is Blue Moose by Daniel Marcus Pinkus, in case you were curious. i found it by asking someone online, who happens to be a book fiend, and she looked it up in google

so disco nite was tonite. well i just got home and showered the smoke off me, and am entering this in. i have a conference call at 8am tomorrow. thats 6 hours 15 mins from now. oog.
the place was packed more than usual. the usual complement of hottie girls and boys (so M told me) and a few weird lookin ppl also. i dont mean weird as in weird dress, cuz that dont phase me. i mean like totally out of place looking guys. most likely there to scam on some college girls. ick.
christy love the lead singer was festooned in a boobsling bandeau and mini (matching stretch fabric with multi colored lines) and get this... ROLLER SKATES!!! quite amusing. i'm still not convinced she has natural boobs. M thinks they are, but some other friends think not.

ta for now. off to eat my popsicle and sleep.

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