What a night. The horrors... and the greatness.... the perspectives that were smashed tonight, were more than I can handle.

Foy has a great drunk-uncle. The guy loves a dirty joke. And he had a few of his own. Socials are fun, when you actually know the people involved.

Court is back, and I can speak freely about it again. I hate secrets, and trying to hold them. I feel dirty when I'm holding information back. Plus, I know Jack Bauer would work it out of me in no time. Welcome back Court.

I've got a date tonight with one of my best friends sisters. Normally I would have the common sense to avoid such an awkward situation. Hippies are charming, and it seems they inflict their subjects with a very potent sense of self-awareness.

My "alias" is Nahan. Yes, it's "nathan", minus the 't'. And its the most fun alias a guy could ask for, considering it was instituted by a government fuck-up.

Nahan, is an interesting guy though. His background is more intreauging (kinda like the way I butchered that word) than you can imagine. I avoid being "ID'd" at all costs normally, by not going anywhere they don't 'know me'. I'll write a post later today about Nahan. He needs explaining.

The Waking Eyes are a great band. I don't like to talk about how great I really think they are, beacuse some of my friends are in the band, but they deserve credit. When Windows Media Player decides that they are due on the play-list, I think my days get better. They're not smashing-my-brain-on-the-floor rockers, but they get the "rock" part, and forget about the "roll". And, it's the only album I have paid money for in the last 8 years - out of pure principal.

WMP threw up "Cat Scratch Fever"... I'm out. Oh, it's a Pantera cover of Cat Scratch Fever... even cooler.