Very crowded, but the sofa and the throne are open. I of course grab the throne. I order a bottle of Rogue Chocolate Stout (820) and wave at my friends sitting with some weirdoes at the island.
That one slut and a couple of her friends have taken over the sofa.
I've had a bad feeling about tonight. I still have a bad feeling about tonight. I may end up wishing that I'd just stayed home.
That one slut's friend keeps trying to talk to me. Doesn't she realize that I'm trying to compose myself here? And that I'm failing?
She just gave me her card. Subtle.
She keeps telling me her name. Like I care.
The weirdoes have left the island, so I'm moving up there to sit with MusicalHippyDude and GlassesGirl. That one slut's friend is devastated.
Just talked to SassyGirl on the phone. She is weird.
Another Rogue (842). Yummy.
I'm also a lightweight.
GlassesGirl may be developing an unhealthy fascination with my bodily functions.
Some woohoos have taken over one of the red room tables.
After that I didn't take any more notes.
SassyGirl and JauntyGirl came in for a while. I switched to Diet Coke and we all just sat around and bullshitted.
I came home at around midnight and thought for a while about what a huge fucking mistake I've made.