2003-04-27 - 2:41 a.m.
Oh what a night. It's now 2:41 am. I just walked home in the rain listening to the clash live and I feel so good. Drunk as a skunk. Saw lazy cowgirls, the party dog and one of my girls is gone home with a mystery boy. I was told as was way too cute. Can't remeber meeting certain people two weeks ago. I walked home through the back alleys of my new neighbourhood catching raindrops in my mouth and singinga long to my walkman. What an unforgettable night if I don't say so myself. Straight to hell boy. Straight to hell.
�
�
