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A party storie

One clear and star filled night, I felt an overwhelming desire to dance. I turned on my CD player in hopes to quench that desire for a party. But alas, it wasnt enough. {Its no good without people to share the love and music with} So I called up a few of my heavenly creaturesque people and we head out in search of a party. Our freshly awakened style was so unique, but at the same time, it was so old. Shaded with the desire to be *faded*, we went to this doll's house to groove. In our gear w/o fear we started to dance. the hypnotic effect it had on the people in the room caused them to feel the true depth of the music, and they started to get down and dirty. All others were forgotton as we grooved & moved to the beat. After a while I stopped for a water break and saw a person who looked to be sad b-cuz coming down from 'E'. Never a person to let a person be alone when their sad 'n not glad, I pulled up a chair, right then and there. *Why so blue* I asked my new buddie. *E*, said he. To make him happy I offered him a hug and some kandiee. His impression on me was sweet and carefree. A little while later, as the party started to wind down, we decided to **bounce**. I found my favorite Heavenly Creature and told her to show love to our new friend. We went to his house and wound down from our intense-party-hardy-filled-crazyness. Then we became too listless and we decided to go back to Homebase, Heavenly's place. Heavenly's body was saying no go, so she went to bed while me & Cypr talked the night {morning actually} away. When he had to leave for the 9-5, I realized I was visor-first in raverlove. Oh no.