It's 5AM...do you know where your ferrets are hiding?

Spent the evening with sharpshinyclaws and a number of other amazing and interesting people whom I truly do not see nearly enough in my lifetime.

I am so high on the fun I had, the people-watching, and mostly, the fabulous conversations, one in particular where I learned about grandfathers who helped design dams in CA that I watched smolder back when I was eightish.

Oh and I get all the cds when I see Bill again. YAY!!! They aren't labeled, but it's great music no less. I'll just be calling him a lot for ID.

And again, even in the midst of all this great fun, I had a moment of sadness when asked if I was Djing still, or if I would be soon.

I think that once I have the money and am an established singer, I will have to buy my own DJ equipment and just let loose. Yes, that would be fine.

It's 5AM...I have no ferrets.

I got bitten by a voyeur extremist who swore his name was Dawn, and mine was Tom. He also peeked at a certain cleavage, but I won't tell!!!

Just know this:

Life is a barrel of cackling sea monkeys
Just don't get lost in the swish.

Lastly, before the dawn

I want to wake up to this every morning.

Wow.