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So I end up seeing Emily and Karen at the Ministry concert. Afterwards, I see them together and then a fucking hilarious conversation ensues...

C - Wait, you two are here together?

K - Yeah, we're waiting for Ray.

C - Ray?

K - Yeah, Raymond, I dated him.

C - *shrugs*

K - Skinny, tall guy, deformed rib cage.

C - Uh, that describes me, honey.

E - He's the guy I ended up with instead of you.

And then I laugh, because fuck that's entertaining. I even mime stabbing followed by a twist. Emily ends up apologising but I tell her I don't care, it was really funny, and she's right: it was the only way I know him.

I went with Patti, Simon, Jason, and Annie (weird group, neh?). They got along marvelously, which made me really happy. Patti recently got her finished bondage zipper dress that Jenny made her and she looked fucking stunning. Simon seemed in a good enough mood and I was really glad to see him. Jason and I got to good talking and Annie was pleasant as always.

Oh, did I mention the concert fucking kicked ass? It was so amazing that it rots my mind, from the inside out, with furious guitar riffs and Al screaming my brains out. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. Ok, does that get the intensity that I'm feeling inside conveyed well enough? Well, it was amazing. Should Ministry return for an other tour later, I'm so going again. It's even joined the list of "bands I'd pay over $50 to see". NIN and, now, Ministry. That's it. None others.

I'm hard-core craving a good Jungle rave right now, maybe even like hard house or hard techno. Dancing would be so great right now. I probably can't afford to go to Kraigasus on Saturday, but man.... do I ever want to. Erin even wants to come along, but I frankly don't think I can spare the lack of sleep and what-not. I think I'll hang with her on Sat-night, but some sleeping will occur instead of like, 6+ hours of dancing.

Oh man, do I want to go...

Did I mention Ministry was amazing?

Good, I'm done.