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TRASH IN THE CITY
Monday, October 27, 2008
a sober straight face
Modclub/ Lykke Li was amaze.
i have never seen so many skinny jeans, leather jackets and leather footwear in my life. it was one of those concerts where everyone was happy, and in love with the music. i sang my little hipster heart out. ♥
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then there was dragon fly.
dragonfly was completely different than circa,alot more glamorus.. excpet everyone was still brown. gross.
my night involved: $200 bottle of gin, VIP service, private booth, to much yagger, short mexicans (story of my life) and some random who apparently watches to much dancing with the stars. invision a dip gone wrong, legs up in the air, drink spilling and yet he still thought that was code for slip me a finger and some tounge. no dice. the best poutine adventure of my life, "you're glasses are sexy" "thanks there raybans".."thats not what i meant" "well thats what i meant." and a disapointing lack of ass, for some of us atleast.
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