No Bullet Holes. please.

i was not one of the 10 people that got shot on castro last night i was not one of the 2 that got stabbed last night either, lucky me. :/ so let's talk about halloween. i got a ride to the city. 4:30pm soy pumpkin latte no Coffee, so really. = steamed soy milk with pumpkin flavor. 5:30 new coat 7pm ATA's H party was bombed so i filled up on cheeto puffs and scedaddled. 7:30pm Elyseum party @ the Marsh. spoken word. horror macabre. weird men winking at me. 8:30 Castro. best FRIEND! costumes. coolness. 700 cops. not so many people. saw old high school friends YAY. following & watching drunkeness. going dumb at the Shell station. 10, almost 11. sirens. most annoying sound in the WORLD. swat teams. gunshots ring out. we book. 11:30 valencia. Sailor Paulina!! drunk julie. haha. and Alex the girl's aching feet. jump on the 14bus to SOMA. 12:02 arrive at stillman st. RAVE (underground) .......(time passes...).... CHILLLING like a VILLLAIN. amazing music. lights. shadows. projector slides. beautiful people. braided my hair. 3AM; drank some bad chocolate soy milk. i knew i shouldnt of drank milk at a rave! who has milk at a rave anywayyyy!? haha 3:30 cab to fillmore. 4AM jumping walls. climbing thru broken windows to the laundry room of my bro's house. no blankets. COLD sleep. 9AM - thursday morning. 22 to lombard. 80 to ropo. Noon - 4 ,work, nap. work. nap. eat. nap. 4 - 7 BAND Dress rehearsal for my concert on sunday. so i play Hungarian dance #6 PERFECT But i precede to fuck up Hungarian dance #5 *RIGHT* after Brian had told me i did a good job on 6. Pshhhhh im a loser who felt like dying from exhaustion. zombie exhaustion. and yakking. i think it was the milk. good day lovelies. i hope to have pictures from halloween up very soon. So, in closing, 10 people got shot but only grazed. no fatal injuries. everyone is OK. 2 people got stabbed. no one DIED. ok!?!? my city is going to shit. "fuck the police, fuck em fuck fuck fuck the police fuck em." -B