patricky

Well, I went out and got shitty drunk last night. I'm not much into going out on a Sunday night, but my friend really wanted to go, and we haven't done anything together in a while, so I went.

We spent the night just trolling around. We hit Devil's Point first, but they were doing a karoake night, and I'm not really into that. They did combine it, at one point, with stripping - that was different. On the plus side, the girl that was stripping had the most amazing legs, in the style of actresses in the 40's: curvaceous, long, and just perfectly lush in form. She danced well too.

We hit the Safari from there, but it was dead, dead, dead, and there's not much less fun, or more depressing, than a strip club that has no energy going on.

Eventually, we ended up at Sinferno, at Dante's. It was much better than I remembered: lots of people, lots of beautiful girls, and relatively cheap drinks.

I don't know, but I suppose you'd call it a fun night. I wasn't really all that into it, though. I was just in one of my melancholy moods, so instead of coming away energized, I just came away with a big dose of my patented weary self-loathing. Yeah for me.