My back and feet ache from dancing. I've got a stupid plastic bracelet on, indicating I am not straightedge. I smell of sweat, booze and secondhand smoke. All of these factors point to an 85% successful night of enclubbing.
It was rather keen, I got to see lots of people I haven't seen in too long (including but not limited to alumiere, castironskillet, gelfjenn, ikirus, and prakriti,) plus a lot of other close friends, and a cast of gothics thousands. I didn't talk to any of them nearly enough, and once again spent the latter half of the evening on the dance floor, sobering up. C'est magnifique.
I'm thinking I need to make this at least a monthly thing, for me. For those keeping score at home, this means once a month, I want to hit the Nations or a concert, do the kara-oke, and hit a Heroclix or other gaming tournament. And hit NYC or some other not-too-far destination every now and then. Busy like a bee, I tell you.