sigh.

[foxgrrl]

Do I really want to get dressed up, drive an hour up to the city, and pay $40, to not drink, not dance (much), not be able to hold a conversation with anyone at less than shouting at the top of my lungs, not meet anyone new, and (possibly) take photos which I won't have time to touch again for several months? (I don't actually have any empty memory cards right now, because I have not had enough time and disk space to dump the current data off of them.) Then stay up really late, and get even more tired, and try to drive back to the south bay without falling asleep. Spend all day tomorrow recovering, and then go back up to SF for the next party tomorrow night. I know it's a fundraiser, and I'd be supporting the camp and such, but I could just send them the money, and not drive to SF and back. But also I have a special place in my heart for the Serpent Mother (it really is awesome), and I am tempted to go, just for that.

Maybe I'm just depressed…

I find that have much more fun at the small underground psytrance parties, than at the large drunken dance parties.