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lauralhSo we went to Aristocrat's last night. I stared fondly at the cute gay psytrance boys and had a couple of drinks. This one girl who was having her first Jaeger shot, Steve helped her with hit. I tried to encourage him to hit on her by leaving him alone upstairs for a while. I actually like psytrance, but in my old age have gotten really into drum'n'bass. Which is odd as a few years ago I was all about the trance/goa shit and despised drum'n'bass because you couldn't "dance" to it. I finally figured out how, though. Plus, y'know, the cute guys who are into drum'n'bass are straight and therefore worth flirting with. (Of course stupid me, I fixated on the goth/industrial gay guys who had a Kelly Osbourne-type fag hag with 'em, anyway. Maybe I need to start dressing in drag.)
But it was just painfully hot upstairs, and kind of smelly downstairs. We headed to the Contour at 1am where I proceeded to flirt with one of the DJs. And drink. I was only going to have one drink, but the dude gave me a free double-fuzzy-navel, and then a free Chernobyl (vodka+red bull with a shot of Jaeger dropped in). Steve also had one of those. And then before last call, we each had another one. Plus I helped Ang finish her drink, which was a shot of Stoli Raspberi and Chambord dropped in Mike's Hard Lemonade. The girliest "bomb" I'd ever tasted, so I told them they should call it the "girlfriend bomb".
So that's what, the equivalent of seven or eight drinks? Only one was I charged for. Well, two, but Steve paid for one. I feel so fucked up still. I made myself sick so I could sit up straight. I mean, when you're outside and the "room" is spinning, that's pretty bad.
But it was just painfully hot upstairs, and kind of smelly downstairs. We headed to the Contour at 1am where I proceeded to flirt with one of the DJs. And drink. I was only going to have one drink, but the dude gave me a free double-fuzzy-navel, and then a free Chernobyl (vodka+red bull with a shot of Jaeger dropped in). Steve also had one of those. And then before last call, we each had another one. Plus I helped Ang finish her drink, which was a shot of Stoli Raspberi and Chambord dropped in Mike's Hard Lemonade. The girliest "bomb" I'd ever tasted, so I told them they should call it the "girlfriend bomb".
So that's what, the equivalent of seven or eight drinks? Only one was I charged for. Well, two, but Steve paid for one. I feel so fucked up still. I made myself sick so I could sit up straight. I mean, when you're outside and the "room" is spinning, that's pretty bad.
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Date: 2003-06-06 12:06 pm (UTC)That's the second time today I've heard someone bitch about the Gen-Y
Date: 2003-06-06 01:03 pm (UTC)And the reason I myself make sardonic old-age refrences is because most of ya under 21 act like dumb teenagers making us feel old with your dumb lame dunno-shit-from-shinola intellectually inept socially defunct....ok I'll stop.
I freely admit I am PMSing.
Actually, I am not done bitching yet- IMO, there are two catagories for guys under 21- Those who are only good for one thing, and those who aren't even good for that.
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Date: 2003-06-06 11:28 am (UTC)And as far as drum n' bass goes, I completely understand. I was all about the trancy house shit a few years back, but a junglist buddy of mine started dragging me to dn'b parties... soon thereafter, I was hooked, and now snicker at the "candy ravers".
*L*
Damn candy ravers... heh.
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Date: 2003-06-06 11:31 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2003-06-06 11:33 am (UTC)BTW...
Date: 2003-06-06 11:37 am (UTC)I didn't think that was possible...
Re: BTW...
Date: 2003-06-06 11:48 am (UTC)they listen to house, gabber, and happy hardcore.
Re: BTW...
Date: 2003-06-06 11:59 am (UTC)Re: BTW...
Date: 2003-06-06 01:44 pm (UTC)Re: BTW...
Date: 2003-06-06 02:30 pm (UTC)Advantage chick
Date: 2003-06-06 12:40 pm (UTC)that's because you don't go to the right bars
Date: 2003-06-06 01:43 pm (UTC)And no stranger bought me drinks last night. The bartender was just giving them to me and Steve because... well, I think he was probably drunk.
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