Back from the City
I'm back from Sydney.
Overall it was a good trip. I went down with fiery_ichor and stayed at zelieq's place. We had some dinner on Enmore Rd, and later went to Wake the Dead.
Had difficulty enjoying myself at WTD - not because it was a bad club or anything (it's not, it's quite good) but I just couldn't get into much. I drank 4 champagnes; 3 shandies (beer + lemonade); 1 beer and a cola. Don't normally drink that much but just too stressed lately. I threw an ashtray about, phased out several times, and felt very queasy on the dance floor. I danced to maybe six tracks (including PDA by Interpol) and almost threw up on the dance floor at one point. I cried in my beer, and on Roderick's shoulder.
But I really needed to go, and would go again, but sometimes I feel like I'm living my life inside of a Smith's song.