It Was Worth Every Penny
I still have my ode to Halloween in the works, but I’m still quite exhausted from all the antics. I do, however, have bruises, and how I love them.
I look like a battered woman, and in some ways, I am. A lover or dis-affectionate friend did not give these to me, however. The best party in the world did. I spent Halloween in a mosh pit, and I fought hard.
Tags: anecdotes, concerts, Hallowmas, life, NYC, play, punk rock, World/Inferno Friendship Society
