You know you're a scenester if...

--You can remember more song lyrics than you can remember facts.
--You haven't the foggiest idea of what "Stockholm Syndrome" is when your professor talks about it, but you're almost certain that Blink-182 and Muse wrote a song about it.
--Napster named their kitty-logo-thing after you.
--You take off your eye makeup, look at the mirror in shock, and think, "Holy crap, that's what I look like??"
--You think a killer soundtrack saves even the crappiest film.
--When you refer to going clubbing, you need all your fingers and some toes to count the number of clubs you've gone to that night.
--You come back late from an outdoor show smelling like a noxious mix of smoke, booze, perfume, body odor, sweat, and who-knows-what-else, and your significant other sleepily greets you and tells you s/he's glad you're back (without noticing how bad you smell because s/he's used to it by now).

And yes, I made these all up while taking a break from my paper. And most of them are true for me, except for the Napster thingy. Booyah. Now all I need to do is go to some shows after finals. Maybe I'll see Zmick and Piano Man at Canopy next week before I leave, since I sure as heck won't be seeing them up in The LC. But fear not, scene, I will be older and wiser and battle-hardened from La Casa once I come back to grace you with my fabulous presence!