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Last night was the last night with Mike. :(
There was sitar music, a really uncomfortably-full coffeeshop, drinks were bought for me bar-wise, I made a new friend, people propositioned me [grrrrr], I got Doug's foil back from James [who also gifted me a fantastic book and loaned me an even more fantastic book and filled me full of whiskey too], I played major amounts of Guitar Hero, and I even managed to stay awake for the Last Joint. All in all it was pretty satisfying.
Though I went to sleep at five thirty and had to be to work at nine. That part was a little ridiculous, but Melody needed somebody to take Erika's shift and I wasn't about to let Melody get screwed over. Plus I need the hours and was in town aaaanyway. Hrm.
I got a bunch of knitting done at the coffeeshop, and a little at the bar. It's amazing, metalheads are so interested in knitting, and punks too, but hipsters couldn't care less. Not even one person seemed to notice. Though I suppose that it has something to do with all of them trying to be doing new and interesting things that nobody else is doing, and I bet the next time I go in there there'll be three people there full of yarn, knitting with "I'm the first person EVER to do this" looks on their faces.
But, that's the plan. Assimilate them all into knitters!

Side note: Despite the bar's jukebox having a bit of Opeth, I'm largely unhappy with the complete lack of black metal. Everyone needs more black metal in their lives. Especialy me. I was so longing for it I would have settled for some horrible LOTR-style epic metal. I'll admit I do listen to Blind Guardian when somebody turns it on, but I certainly wouldn't decide to listen to it.... Kinda like Cannibal Corpse. *grimace*

The box for Graham is working on getting assembled, and I'm filling it full of cheesey sappy stuff and sending it to him at work [!!!] with the express purpose of making all the girls he works with make weird shrieking noises and Muffin Lady comments.
Speaking of Graham, he recently changed up most of his MySpace music and it makes me soooo happy. Especially because the only thing that always stays the same is Amsterdam and that one's my favorite. But he's got We Didn't Start the Fire on there now, and I'm superhappy.
Uhm, okay, I'm gonna go and mess with other interweb things. I'll be on later tonight to read blogs and leave pointless and probably painfully random comments.