Last night was amazing. Huge crowd, great music, and not a lonely moment. I think I may make a habit of starting my nights with a martini; it’s expensive, but it seems to put things into the right perspective from the get-go.
Roll call (damn, these are getting long): Saw jadedat25, skunque, ratspy, maggot93, chibitig1, saintmathew, grindcorean, fenix_grimwolf, Tony, Brian, and probably others. Met Czar Peter, Brit, Grace, Dominic, Careta(?), and a lot of other lovely people who have unfortunately overflowed my name buffers.
avivahg got something she’s been wanting for a long, long time… but you can read about that on her journal.
Conversed, enjoyed terrific sets by skunque and maggot93 (that Sirian (Cerean?) tune was beautiful), gave and got massages, learned to dance in platforms and long-ass skirt, discussed the will-sapping properties of The Couch with chibitig1. Spent a surprisingly little amount of time on the 80’s side – the couch kept luring me back. Was surprisingly non-spooked, given the number of people there.
The only bad part of the evening was driving out of the parking lot… all the other… um… for lack of a better term “ghetto” clubs were letting out their patrons with their ghettomobiles and alcohol-enhanced attitude problems… avivahg kept her cool at the wheel admirably, though. I’ve said it before, and everything I see confirms it: cities turn people into ugly, inconsiderate, belligerent assholes. I don’t understand how anyone can stand to live in the city.