| Current mood: | hurting |
| Current music: | Lisa Loeb - Stay (I Missed You) |
We are the lucky ones dear
Last night (if you ignore the fact that my love life was steadily collapsing around my ears) was the most fun I have had in a very, very long time. I watched in the wings as my sexy kitten grrl did her stuff, which rocked my socks and the whole of Portland's socks for that matter. So anyway I was dancing away at the side of the stage with assorted support band members when K called me onstage about halfway through the set. She introduced me to the crowd and I got lots of cheers and one or two wolf-whistles which are always nice to get when you're feeling kind of crappy inside. So then the opening chords of Mystery Girl started up and Karen serenaded me and I danced around the stage with her, it was so much fun. After the song was over I sang Lucky to her and the crowd made lots of loud appreciative noises, so that was my quota of ego-boost for the night. After the show Karen and her boys took me along to an awesome after-show party and several dances and one-too-many tequila slammers later I was wasted and throwing up my (previously drowned) sorrows and wondering how the hell I get myself in these situations.
I haven't spoken to Vin since That Phonecall last night so I really have no clue what's going on now. He didn't ask me to fly back to LA so I guess I'm gonna stay here in Portland with Karen for a while. Yeah... if you want me just give me a call and I'll come home. If you're still there, that is. You could be anywhere by now. I don't know what else to say now, I'm gonna go shower. :(
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