[26102003 12.44am | dark thoughts... ]

wanted to include this section in the other entry... but decided it'd do better as a separate one.

as i was hopping around stepping on people's toes... half of me was wondering what's up with this world. i mean, what kind of entertainment is clubbing really supposed to be? you poison yourself on alcohol, then you hop around groping or being groped. (none of that happened to me, thank goodness, but kenneth got his ass squeezed by some guy... haha) the music is so freaking loud that the bass vibrates in your trachea so that you have no idea whether to cough or just continue breathing.
secondhand ciggie smoke will kill you if the alcohol doesn't (not a very good long term business plan on the part of the bar owners...) and the darkness with intermittent strobe lights keeps bleaching your visual purple.

like... huh?

i'd rather go fishing.

am i a contradiction?