The 3-day weekend was very productive. I actually finished all the staining and everything. Apparently I like commuting to my own house in the afternoon to work until sunfall, then commuting back to The Camarilla to take care of the pets and water the plants not reached by the sprinklers and et cetera. By 'like' I mean that I don't think I could've have finished as much work if I had just lived here like normal and didn't have the extra stuff to do. Weird, huh.

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Forgive me O Dark Night for I have sinned. 

Last night, per a previous agreement of sorts with Sha-zam! made in Das Bunker a few weeks ago of all places, I went to see this parody of hair metal bands called "Steel Panthers" at the Key Club on Sunset. They were crude and very funny. And I had a great time, Zod help me.

The post-show RedBull in the parking lot with drunk normals was also amusing. It's the usual thing-- they're just curious and friendly when they're drunk.