There was a piece of information in a previous post that people either missed because it was embedded in between parentheses or because it was so provocative that people thought I was kidding. Let me repeat: I'M GOING TO AN ALL-NIGHT, LOCK-IN RAVE ON FRIDAY. Me, a man who hates parties and is generally socially awkward (despite my online and onstage persona) is going to AN ALL-NIGHT, LOCK-IN RAVE. Apparently, it's very hard to get invited to this thing, and Brandon had to fight for exclusive invitations. Well, I've got one, and I'm going, and Brandon says that I need to go for the experience: "You need experiences. Otherwise, you'll run out of things to write about. You're going to end up blogging about blogging. 'The other day I was blogging...'."
And maybe he's right. After all, I started this blog post by referencing another blog post. (But is that so wrong?)