I have to say that I had a ball on Friday night, but then, I love the whole BDSM/gothic thing. Fun times. I'm sorry you got treated like shit, though, KRL. (Whom I have yet to meet dammit. It's not like I'm easy to miss. You just don't love me 'cause I'm not 1337 enough).
Last night's "party" was well worth missing. I think I stayed all of 15 minutes, which was 15 minutes too long. Rude fuckin doormen and employees, telling those of us in the VIP section that "This area is reserved. You cannot sit here. Move along."
'Scuse me? WTF were the passes around our fuckin necks for, then? I told the motherfucker to go fuck himself. Went over to a new area with some folks, got bored quickly, and left. Ordered pizza back at the hotel and had a much better time there.
