Feb 25, 2007 19:15
Last night Joel and I went to "Ultra" (or home, or the vault etc etc.) to hang out with one of his friends who was visiting from the big NYC. I have been feeling sick all week but I was feeling much better than I had been so I decided I would go and hang out. Needless to say I was wrong. After getting inside and fighting my way through a scene that looked like the Gaza strip on any given day, I decided to leave and go sleep in the car.
End of Story.
Now I am sicker than I was before I went even after sleeping for 15 hours.
I am never going to the club again. Mark my words.