Eventually I'll feel my legs again, then there will be trouble.

So I finally got off my ass and hiked my way down to Area 51, the club that supposedly houses Sanctuary, for goth/industrial. I walked in 9:30/9:45 (I was not carrying a clock or phone, and there didn't seem to be one there) and walked upstairs to th utterly empty dance floor. Unfazed, I let myself loosen up, detached my brain, and danced.

I must have danced for two hours, straight. Eventually people filtered in, and the music got lighter, and soon I was surrounded by the 18+ crowd, listening to a decent 80's-ish playlist, although not particularly well-mixed. Eventually, after a jarring transition from "Head Like a Hole" to "Here Comes Your Man," I realized that I was out of energy, and left. The walk home was far, far more torturous than the walk down, being uphill and all, but I drifted all the way and got back here by 12:20. If I didn't have to be up in the morning... and had more cash, and a better understanding of bar tipping ettiquette... I probably would have got a drink, had a seat, and people-watched for a while. As it was, though, the evening was excellent for me. I've been sleeping poorly, but I don't think that'll be a problem tonight.

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