Party in the Machine Shop

[sathor]

Yeah.

Battlecup, Flipcup? (they are pretty retarded games, btw)

Girls that give you their life story? (this was ridiculous)

Guys that act like they're 14? (also ridiculous)

A synthesizer from the 80s that had a fucking knee pedal besides a full octave of sub bass pedals and a volume control foot pedal? (pure awesome)

It was pretty cool, actually.

And even though I can't remember half of their names from the last time I saw them, they all remember me. That's just not fair. I would've felt less bad if they didn't, damnit.

The place was a wasteland, but it works. Life is so surreal, though. Can't really get over that. It's just amazing.

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[minxyminou.livejournal.com]

And even though I can't remember half of their names from the last time I saw them, they all remember me. That's just not fair. I would've felt less bad if they didn't, damnit.

This happens to me all the time. Sounds like fun anyways.

[sathor.livejournal.com]

It really makes me feel awful. I can remember a few of their names now, but a couple of them still escape me (the couple that moved to NC but moved back already.)

But why they all remember me, I don't know. Generally I'm pretty fucking shy and I just don't see myself as a memorable person. Then again maybe all of the scarring does benefit in that regard.