the life

hmm. went after work to get to a club.

needed that, to get the latent stress outta me. drank, drank and drank some more. and danced. all thanks to a certain mark. a beat presser also came along to club.

but well. what else, eh? it was rather fun, small talk over big music, can't hear shit and have to shout or resort to light instead of sound for communication.

gotta work tomorrow and here i am, typing this at three am. hum. i think i'm done, now. prolly would have to sleep with me eyes open tomorrow.

bah. one night lived is a night earned, one day worked is one day saved.