As the 19th Century Danish philsopher Søren Kierkegaard wrote…
“Oblivion is like a pair of scissors, with which one cuts away what is not useful, yet under the utmost attention of memory.”
Drinking to oblivion doesn’t work though. Not that I have tried it of course. I tend to end up a mess. Lol.
So Sunday is here. The blackbird that impersonates car alarms and dial up modems is back in the garden, the boredom of a Godless Sunday has struck me already and I have the hunger, but not the appetite, for a meal.
My Saturday night was alright, but truly bizarre in places. Went everywhere a lot later than intended to avoid getting to Hobbits too early, but despite all our efforts we were a little worried to see so many people wandering BACK to Phoenix from Hobbits as we walked there. On arrival we found several middle aged women line dancing and a man with THE straightest pointy hair style in the western world.
Eventually it turned back from the “Billy Ray Cirus Home For The Elderly” into Hobbits. More and more of the normal faces turned up and all was fun again. While dancing near the end (which came waaaaay too soon), I spotted a face smiling at me and eventually found out it was Ariel. The girl I met the same night I got my first hug from Angel. Awwww. Lol.
And no, I didn’t throw anyone off the balcony, although I really do still want to.!!!
Once more with feeling…
I am going to Hobbits tonight. 
. It is Alternation, industrial bands, Sheep On Drugs, Caffeine Kill etc, with Hwang, Nat and Merv. I am hoping Angel will be coming too, but we shall see. At least I am not working tomorrow.!!! Fun fun fun.
Woop.