my friends have a camp, and i guess they have secret tickets they can admit for "members" of their camp?
i know the ticketing was a cluster**** this year, in a attempt to make it "more democratic" but they ended up making it just more... chaotic.
initially, i know they said you could not resell tickets, nor could tickets change hands, but apparently that has been rescinded for certain camps/projects?
it's a big faggy sustainability tent.
owned my by hippie coworkers who've been doing this for like 20 years.
so i feel kind of trusty going with them, and that they'll keep an eye on me in a way? and i won't end up blacked out in the middle of a post-industrial puddle of dreadlocked hair extensions and fur vests, dying of exposure.
i am so vain. and yet, so masochistic. how can the two coexist?