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The day after

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I woke up yesterday feeling exhausted from the night before--the penis fiasco, my best friend's less-than-compassionate response, and the subsequent yelling fight.

I had to go-go dance for this band that was playing at the Howlin' Wolf, and I did not feel like it at all. I just felt tired and numb all day-sort of like I was in a fishbowl and the world outside of it couldn't touch me, even though i was in it.

Anyway, I took a nap and sucked it up and went to go-go dance and it ended up being really fun. I got to hula-hoop and have my face painted like a skeleton and wear blue dreadlocks and furry blue legwarmers. And the crowd was really into it. It ended up being more fun than I expected it to be.

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