So the big gothic event of the season is over.
All kinds of lovely people were in attendance, including a
number of my friends. Rebbie claims that any Seattle Saturday
is on a par with a Chicago Saturnalia. So let's see those
flash bastards get a plane ticket out here then. We make do
with what we have.
Got scammed by a cabbie on the way home. That irritates me
more than anything else for the evening. I was already
tipping him $5 for a $5 cab ride, but no, he had to be an
asshole about it. The vicissitudes of earthly life...
A friend of mine who recently moved to Chicago had been bored
earlier this week, and had found a bit of back-and-forth
from alt.gothic that we had shared, several years before
we had ever met each other. Given that I'm currently on the
prowl for the lady in question, it's a lovely bit of irony that the
alt.gothic discussion is concerning dating, and how people
often don't do it properly. Fuck irony.