"I want to hear raucous music, to see faces, to brush against bodies, to drink fiery Benedictine. Beautiful women and handsome men arouse fierce desires in me. I want to dance. I want drugs. I want to know perverse people, to be intimate with them. I never look at naive faces. I want to bite into life, and to be torn by it." -- Anais Nin

Strange weekends in bat country...

Friday- Unbelievable nonRefundables and Plus 3 show at OTC’s. Luckily I was drunk enough to handle running into camel, and I fell in love with the boys in the band for looking out for me. I got some closure and made some delightful new friends.

Saturday- Liam. Couldn’t take my eyes off of him. Couldn’t stop my heart from beaming. Kissed Guiness off his lips and played at Bonnie and Clyde. He showed me some of his secrets and I met some of his friends. I’m falling faster and faster, and I don’t care.

Sunday- Tattoo & sideshow convention with my mom. We got there too late for her to get any work done, but it was still fun. She got a good idea of what she wants done (finally decided on Jesus and not a squirrel) and I got to explain to her why so many young folks were complimenting her “Graffix” shirt. Dinner at Cooper’s and then watched the silent “The Passion of Joan of Arc”. Amazing & beautiful.

Pretty much spent the rest of my time pining for my sweet mad Irishman.