Saturday. Let’s run down the major things:

Neon Genesis Evangelion. I have 3 DVD’s which have all the episodes up to the movie. And the movie. Dear god. *shudder* Good… anime…. *drool*

Labrynth. I have found that I absolutely DESPISE Goth-a-Billy. I probably hate Rock-a-Billy too. I have two things to say to Cult of the Psychic Fetus: 1. Give the Beach Boys back their riffs. Or I’ll slap you with that fucking candelabra. 2. I wrote your lyrics when I was in high school. Oh, wait, no, I never wanted to boink a corpse. YOU ARE NOT SCARY. Where’s that candelabra….. it’s a good thing Voltaire was awesome, or I would have had to set fire to something. Heheheh… that dude has more game than anybody I’ve ever seen.

City Club. Man, I missed raves. And I missed City Club. It HAD to be a rave at City Club. People rolling all over the place, e-tards lined up in a row on my people-watching seats (luckily there was still enough room for this fat man), and so much beautiful oontzy bumpy music. Sternum-shaking bass. Between the Lab and CC, I saw about a gazillion LJ peoples. I even saw , but didn’t bug her because she seemed busy with her retinue.

I have to get out to Detroit more often. BTW, ‘s skirt was orange. :)