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In a rarely-precedented surprise move tonight, I left the cool embrace of Mint Manor early and returned to the great city of my birth after an invitation to The Rockinest' Dane Par-tay That Ever Was, featuring DJ Jazzy Jeff and The Fresh Prince, with special guest DJ Tatyana Ali. (An out-of-date link but the best I can manage.)

It was really sucky and horrible and boring, of course, and all I did all night was sulk about having to leave Gina. (Not really, but I don't want my heterosexual lifemate to be mad that I left her. I wouldn't have were it not for my need to get up early tomorrow and sign something in front of a notary, and then celebrate my uncle's fiftieth year on the planet earth.)

Actually, it was a barrel of bonobos. I laughed and laughed and laughed, as I did that time {quotey fingers} "with Scott" {/quotey fingers}. My favourite part was the choreographed dances to music I've never heard of, followed by the frank discussions about human/fowl sexuality, from which I learned a great deal about the workings of the world. (The oldest person there, I was also the least sexually experienced, which made for some too-loud giggling and inappropriate eyebrow-waggling on my end.)

I always feel a little more worldly when the cool kids let me hang out with them.

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