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Well, that last show at the Grantham was pretty groovy. Originally I had been trying to convince Chantelle to come with me so that I'd have someone to hang out with, but she kept saying no so I decided to ask Phoenix. She said yes and decided to drive us there. So, I went over to her house and chilled with her and Dale for a while and then she invited Greg and Kyle over. All was well until she decided to stay and hang out with them. Lucky for me, Chantelle messaged me and said that she was going to drive Jesse Abram to the show and asked if I still wanted to go. Obviously I did.

We get to the show, smoke some pot, drink some rum and beer, do our thing and then by the time Jesse and I wanted to leave, Chantelle no longer did and couldn't drive at the time. Jesse and I decided to walk. After over two hours we decided that it was probably time to try hitchhiking since he only had a half hour left to get to work and we were still quite far away. Eventually we managed to get a ride (it was quite a challenge; we're blaming it on our matching head-to-toe black, boots, and piercings) and I arrived home around seven in the morning. It was quite the night, indeed.