That song GraveDigger by The Dave Matthews Band has got to be the gloomiest song I’ve heard in quite a while, if not ever.
It makes me wanna lock myself in a damp cellar and cry until I pass out.

C.O.T.
Well, the show was pretty good...the tickets sold out!
I did mess up in some of the steps, but nothing big enough for me to kill myself over. The lollipop did drop out, but I was smooth enough to retrieve it in time to the music!
Man, am I relieved it's all over. Now I won't have to see that creepy "cultural officer" again! Hooray! However, I WILL miss wearing fishnet stockings.

C.O.T.
Will anything ever be good enough for my father?