I think I might be in San Francisco at some giddy goth club with a bunch of people who are far too excited about it being Friday the 13th. The promoters said, "It's when all the freaks come out."
All I see it as is a herald that Halloween is coming, and that is wonderful news.
I'm not a goth.
Friday the 13th is always exciting though. If only it were a full-moon too. Then the real fun would begin. I can say this much: I'm not going anywhere near Concord tonight.
I want to make a really loud obnoxious noise, but since no one will be around to hear it, what's the fun in that?
Oh! And I was playing with this around 3.00 am last night, and my brother comes knocking on the door.
"Could you please turn that down? It woke me up."
"Sorry." I snarl.
"It's ok." he says. "I just thought the neighbours were fighting."
*explosions of laughter ensue*