last night was fun, fun, FUN!!!

MCS TO MY FACE. flip outs. the show was unreal. it sounded amazing, looked amazing, felt amazing. the crowd was amazing. i loved. it. all. dear jesse johnson, aka sir farts-a-lot: i miss you and i miss team geah hang outs SO BAD. love, erica. i didn’t fully realize it until last night. i'm so stoked that kids are getting to rock out to MCS in different cities every night but, i’m selfish, and i want that guy hoooome nooooow. also she might want want that too (ANON she , PARKER.) double gator date…JUST SAYIN. after party at the clubhouse. REDONKS! i had the best time djing. serious booth flip outs. the dude at the coat check told me he was so refreshed to see a dj get so excited to play songs and that makes this play pusher beyond happy. i simultaneously stoked out and pissed off gabe with all my song choices. midtown remixes, on the other hand, made EVERYONE happy. (kells, i can’t believe you missed it “in real time” AGAIN.) seriously. pizza slices and train rides home with dimitry. djs talks at 4am. BIG hearts to that dude.

apparently i’ve stolen parkers weird hand thing and her nasty hitting habit. if breadstick fingers start showing up in my pictures someone please kill me.

“it’s not if i’m playing it, it’s how many times." for sadaf.