full moon

oh yeah, the crazies were out tonight! christina and i fare-evaded our way to the corner, sweet relief in the cooler part of the evening, drinking vodka & coronas at the tram stop. we drank upstairs under fairy lights. the city view from the rooftop is wonderful, tainted only by the clientele. but we were also they, so who can talk? the bees kinda sucked. i got a talking to in the stairwell. i smoked a cigarette afterwards and felt better. some people. i am going back there tomorrow. i will look fabulous. i will drink what i please. when i please. where i please. and however the hell i please. i do not have to stay away from a place that has been my second home for nigh on six years. i am sorry i lost my eloquence. but that is all.