Well, I have not posted in a while, but here I am again, since I told Sasha I would blog more for her sake. I am sure there are other bored people like you right now, who like reading this stuff... so here I am once again, dictating to one of my minions.

So last night I went out to the Vampire meet up at Nova Express, across the street from Canters. I started off late as usual, fashionably late… although some people arrive late intentionally, I don't usually do it on purpose. I would have brought more of my friends to the Vampire meet up, but it was sort of last-minute on my part. I did say I would  bring something good to drink so I brought enough Blood Wine for a small army, not like the last time where I brought some to the last meet up with the largest bottle known to mankind. Now, as an aside, for that particular meet up I had come late and missed the Birthday send-up and the cake for whose ever birthday it was. So basically nobody was there when I got there and I went to Bar Sinister that night and winded up going to Ricky's party afterwards with Gloom and Walter and Torrie, who are members of my own Vampire meet-up group. We proceeded to drink all the wine, whereas last night at Bar Sinister, more people drank Blood Wine who were not even Vampiric. I will say that at this particular meet up from last night, there was a lot of close minded people who are not open to any other possibility other than themselves. So if anyone deviated from their standard, they would brand you a role player, (as if to belong to a "Great House" is all that it takes to be a Vampire).  But I will say that there was a lot of people there, considering not many did RSVP. After that, we went Bar Sinister. It is a true statement that Bar Sinister is where old Goths go to die. But not everyone who goes there is necessarily Goth, I met an old guy who was a Raver named Juan. My friend DeeJay was not doing well at the club, he had been doing good with a couple of girls from Rhode Island until he bit one of them too hard. He was getting friendly with a lot of people. It must have been the after effect of the Blood Wine. I had showed him mercy since he came from Antelope Valley and paid his way in. Of course, there was another after party at Ricky's place but I couldn't make it since one of my guest's wanted go home just as the night was finally getting interesting, even though she was the one that wanted to go out with me in first place.

And that's how the night ended.

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