So, I hadn't been out in awhile, so, a few friends and I decided to go to the local gay club. We told ourselves we were there to make friends, even though, we really just wanted a lover for the night.
Fat chance of that happening.
I'm not really big on the whole clubbing scene, in fact, I'd probably be one of the last people to go to an event at a club. But, I decided, if I AM going to make more friends this year, this is just one of the things I'm gonna have to bite the bullet for.
This is why I don't drink that often. It's good for like 2 or 3 hours, but after that it's just shitcity. Give me drugs over booze anyday, at least it doesn't make you chuck your guts up unless it's taken in shockingly big proportions.