For some time now, I've been over my 'drugs are way cool' phase. Now I feel like I'm one step away from being a spokesperson for DARE or something.

**That being said**

Troy is going to the Dead show tonight (thank god, the house to myself!) and wonders why I didn't want to go. "Uh...because I didn't want to go listen to songs that last for 20 minuites and hang around a bunch of patchouli-funk, twisty dancing, hackey sack playing hippie wannabees?" Yeah I think that sums it up.

I keep imagining all the fun and useful things I'll do tonight since I'll be by myself, all the little things I did when I was single. But I'll probably just order takeout from the Teapot and fall asleep on the couch watching The Daily Show.

It's gonna be a time.

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