I went out with Melanielove tonight. We went to a Roselind concert at first...well, a concert at which Roselind was playing. It started at 6:00, and we got there at around 7:30. The first danger signal: a sign that read "No drugs, no alcohol. Rule #1: Have fun." Oh my god. As soon as you walked in, you got smacked in the face by the lameness. So we looked at each other and decided to blow the damned popsicle stand and go elsewhere...seriously, that place was lame. With a capital L, and A, and M, and E. It was a little white room with 4 old ladies and a soccer mom. And it was totally devoid of kids. An hour and a half in. Yeah, the lameness attacked you in waves when you got within 50 feet of it. And it was at this New Age Peace Interfaith church of crap. Wow.
So we decided on the mall, and then halfway there decided on Newtown. Thank goodness we did; it was superfun, as always. Mel and I rekindled our previously strong relationship, and I honestly was really sad to have to go home; she made me happy, hanging out drinking soy chai and eating a black and white in the dark on a stranger's porchstep.
I signed on and it was 11:11, which is kind of funny. That number has some significance to many metaphysical people. Google "11:11" and you'll surely find info about it...it's actually pretty interesting.
Mmm...I'm so happy right now. I'm alive! And becoming more alive by the minute!
