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This weekend was a bloody long weekend. I went home to my home-city, and had a good visit with Happygoth and Witchgoddess.

Gawd, I miss those guys.

Then I took a bus home. That's right, ladies and gents, my car was not ready. I don't think I'm meant to get back behind the wheel anytime soon. The concert was okay. *shrugs* Happygoth was sober and thoroughly not impressed. He brought ear plugs.

The bridal shower I went to was fun too.... after I had a bit too much wine. I began to realise how much we have all changed. Some of my old friends now work in insurance companies or for the government, brush their hair regularly, and wear nice clothes. I felt like I stuck out like a sore thumb. Opera Queen organized this shindig, and did a fabulous job. Things got more comfortable as the afternoon went on. I even won a prize: white tea towels with lady bugs on them.

And no, I didn't go on the Zipper.

Even today was a struggle trying to get through the bus routes home. Needless to say, I didn't get to come all the way home, and Skinner Boy drove 45 minutes to pick me up. Then, in all of my scrub-alicious bus-riding attire, we went out for nachos. Talked to Rocko for a bit (who appears to have contracted pink eye somehow), and then laid in his bed at his apartment.

And no, you cheeky monkeys, we weren't dirty. I told Opera Queen that I would reserve that for her couch.