So, for my final weekend before school starts, I decided I
would give myself one last evening of excess and self-
destruction before I'm forced into the secular existence of
the monk-like devotion to learning.
I went to this fetish club in Indianapolis. It was a hosted
event at this club known for it's goth-industrial weekends.
My friend Jason and his band Nimbus played, which was a
pleasant surprise. The DJ played some of my favorite club
songs. Covenant, Battery, OhGr, even Ministry, which by this
point I was sufficiently drunk. The fetish part of the evening
was'nt as provocative as I was expecting; especially after having to
sign a waver at the door being used as a disclaimer to the evening's
events.
But I got fucked up, stayed up late and partyied my ass off. The reason
this was important is that I knew these times would be growing fewer and
farther between. I have no regrets. Today I look forward to better times, for
there is no more escaping from life. I'm looking for something, and the search
begins now-.
would give myself one last evening of excess and self-
destruction before I'm forced into the secular existence of
the monk-like devotion to learning.
I went to this fetish club in Indianapolis. It was a hosted
event at this club known for it's goth-industrial weekends.
My friend Jason and his band Nimbus played, which was a
pleasant surprise. The DJ played some of my favorite club
songs. Covenant, Battery, OhGr, even Ministry, which by this
point I was sufficiently drunk. The fetish part of the evening
was'nt as provocative as I was expecting; especially after having to
sign a waver at the door being used as a disclaimer to the evening's
events.
But I got fucked up, stayed up late and partyied my ass off. The reason
this was important is that I knew these times would be growing fewer and
farther between. I have no regrets. Today I look forward to better times, for
there is no more escaping from life. I'm looking for something, and the search
begins now-.
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And you're right, you have to enjoy every chance to have fun because worries expand tenfold when you grow old and fun is harder and harder to get... I am always amazed when I look around me when I'm in clubs/pubs or at gigs. It seems that the people between 25 & 35 have all disappeared, like you're not supposed to live once you're in that faithful age bracket...
Most of them are now at home with kids or family, busy forgetting they once were young and non-caring.
There is no way it's going to happen to me anytime soon... Most of my friends grow old fast around me and it's a daily remember of how I DON'T want to become, ever. Party on my friend!
K