Last night I volunteered to be part of a project that Late Night at the Plaza was filming. I am afraid there is no going back to regular life now. I must continue down this clearly insane path. There were people dressed as cats...and bats and people running around in their underpants! I found myself in an old lady wig and cowboy hat...and then hula hooping on the street while drunken people wandering out of bars in Kensington stared at me. Long gone are the days where I would be the one staring at the drunken people. Tell my parents I love them, but I must continue down this spiral into madness for there is only one place that I want to be, nay only one place you will have a hope in finding me, LATE NIGHT AT THE PLAZA.