but, frankly, i could give a crap about the crowd, and the guys with their shirts off and the lines, even the girl dressed as rainbow bright couldn't pull me down off my rush. i had the best fuckin' night and this was a small price to pay. i spent my night shaking my ass, surrounded by hansome men. i danced with glowsticks (sorta) for the first time in 8 years of these types of events. i even think that being sober may have made the whole experience better. if i'm really, really lucky, malanee will teach me to do my hair all cute like hers. so complain all you want - you know that none o'y'all are sayin' anything new and you won't be deterring me from coming back. so there. ps - i think i'm in love with scott henry and pretty sure he feels the same way as he spent his whole set looking right at me. hehe.