
A few reflections on a great but horrible night...
Utica, and upstate NY in general, is full of hoodrats. Not just black girls, the hoodrat mentality extends beyond racial borders.
LUPE FUCKING FIASCO is coming to utica?!? If I don't get a ticket, someones getting raped and/or pregnant.
I've made some great friends over the years, and its good having a support system of like-minded people to bounce ideas off of. I feel like the netwok of freinds that I have right now is the tightest, most complete click I've ever had, and as a guy with no family nearby to speak of, that's saying a lot.
I'm giving serious thought to retiring my "club card"....the whole dancing thing is mindless fun to me, but social interactions while pitbull is blaring out of an eight foot speaker is severly limiting. A neighborhood bar with a lively crowd...now thats my scene.
LUPE FUCKING FIASCO. O.M.F.G. How could tickets go on sale Monday, yet I don't find out until Friday?


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