My Crimson Hexagon

It's two in the morning right now and I am listening to music while all of my friends are out at a party totally wasted. I decided to stay in tonight because yesterday I went out for Halloween dressed as a space pirate and I drank a whole lot of alcohol and ate a whole lot of candy, and when we got back to my girlfriend Anna's apartment I ate some of this leftover seafood soup that this guy left in their refrigerator before we went to bed at about 3:30 in the morning, about four hours before I had to drag myself out of bed and get on the stupid red line to go in to work, utterly flabbergasted that it was so packed that I couldn't get a seat so early the morning following Halloween. When I got home after talking to people who wanted to buy guitars and digital pianos and MPC4000's all day my chest started to make funny noises, and my heart jumped around in my ribcage like it was trying to get out. I went to sleep listening to my thunderstorm sound effects that I stole off the internet and woke up freezing cold because I live in the basement and there is no insulation on the walls, and I can even see right through my wall in this one spot where the cinderblocks don't match up. Now that everybody is out I get to have some peace and quiet, a treasure valuable enough to risk feeling like a loser for staying in and reading Kenzaburo Oe on the saturday night after Halloween.