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12.03.04

Just what does one wear to a post-apocalyptic dance? Next week is the first (hopefully annual) Nuclear Winter Dance and Formal. Binkie, Treluv and I talked about it last evening.

If I go, I'm going stag. Yes, I know it's contrary to the rules of formals--since when have I ever been interested in the status quo? Hell, I went to my junior prom alone. No one asked me. (There's a big surprise.) My high school was too peace-love-garbanzo beans to have a prom. We had a barbecue behind the headmaster's house. Some of the students were tripping (and I don't mean over exposed roots or untied shoelaces). The one prom I did go to, my "date" was one of my gay roommates.

Perhaps these were glimpses of my future?

I am considering bringing a vibrator with a little bow tie wrapped around it as my date. Or maybe, even more simple, I'll tie a bow around my right wrist, and that'll be my date. It would be interesting to see the looks on people's faces.

*self-deprecating snort*

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