2004-03-07 - 4:18 p.m.

I was planning on being alone on Saturday night so I figured I might as well be alone with a bunch of people and went to Smartbar. Don't remember them serving such huge long islands, for the same low price.

I met a very tall and very thin 26 year old ex-raver who had the best moves on the dance floor. Being all sly, I situated myself in his proximity so we could "dance together". He flattered me by assuming I was a raver too and kindly bought me water, where I discovered he went to my high school and knew Mr. A, my old art teacher.

As we talked he kept rubbing my back and side, which I kinda liked. I suppose it had been a long time since I let a guy do that to me, so I hugged him a few times, 1/2 in reciprocation and 1/2 out of curiousity about his lanky frame. I can't remember his name, but he has my number.

I went to bed at 4-something in the AM and woke up at 7. The alcohol shot my REM to hell and I know I'm going to be dog tired tomorrow at work. Alas.

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