2003-06-06 - 9:58 a.m.
Last night was a waste. So sad. Cec and I went to the same club we usually visit, but instead of the usual drunken fools dancing their heads off, the place was packed full of 22-year-old suddenly-free undergraduates. Nobody dancing, just lots of shiny-faced young things trying to look cool. Total amount spent: $5 cover, $6 kamikaze. Total time spent being utterly bored and grateful that I'm not 22: 30 minutes.
So now I'm tired from being up until 1:30, but still ready to spend the next three days using every piece of furniture in the house as a prop for sex. Is there such a thing as an anti-Viagra? 'Cause somebody, please, mail me a pack from Mexico if you can.
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