A three-day weekend upon me, and I have absolutely no solid plans. Hmm. I need to get on that, like right-quickly. Or, I could just go with the flow (as if) and go where the social breeze takes me. Three days to do ANYTHING at ANYTIME. It�s amazing, how you don�t appreciate something unless you have it in small doses. That goes for people, for drugs, for music, for just about anything, really, if you rationalize things the way I do. But alas, I am rambling�

Went dancing last night, for the first time in weeks! My little larvistic club has become a beautimus butterfly of a hot-raving-psycho-happy-full-ball! (a few Barbarisms in there, don�t check your on-line dictionaries just yet) New laser lights, same old faces, gorgeous guest dj, let�s see� what else� went with Halcyon and some lovelies from the real house , Ronaldo, of course, and some wonderful extra treats of people.

And we danced. I ran into a boy I went to high school with, so common in this town, us Barons infest this city like rats in medieval England. It was wonderful to see him (and his boyfriend), looking great and smiling widely. The smiling is the important part. I was annoyed that there didn�t seem to be too many available catches in the pond that was the dance floor, every cute guy that caught my eye soon lost it, as if I was a fish too slippery to be held. My interest was nowhere, and it was both liberating and annoying.

I would like to at least be INTERESTED in someone, I feel this empty spot where my flirtation used to dwell. But then again, there is a 3-day weekend ahead of me. I think I�m going to surreptitiously scout out random locations away from the path that is beaten down by the march of my wonderful friends. I need some tall brush, some wild flowers, and some undiscovered species. Because not much else right now, wonderful as it is, has been very exciting for me lately. And I do so hate stagnancy.

Have a FABULOUS and LOOOONG weekend, by lovely slut-bunnies. I will miss you so. I�ll try to check in and update for sure (like, totally). Love, love!

-Barbarella

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