okay - starting to stress out with little more than a month to go till D(-eath, -oom, -isaster) Day. It's actually started to be the last thing I think of at night, and the first thing in the morning. Probably should've started this two months ago. Feeling kind of moody, but that might also be due to lack of exercise lately (this cold, etc.). Even blew off three parties this weekend due to these uncertain and unfamiliar stress-mood feelings (although one was only a friend-of-a-friend). Still made it to two birthday parties and a housewarming, plus that really cool secret underground party mentioned last entry. It actually turned out to be in the same warehouse space I went to one of my very first parties in, but back then, people were squatting in it so it had some amenities - lights etc., and now it's totally run down. The entry was from a different direction than we used to use, so I didn't realize till we got in that it was actually the same place. Down a long and very dark alley, up some narrow stairs, and you had to climb through a boarded up bit all in almost pitch blackness. Very dark and mysterious, dusty. But then you go down some other stairs and there's a big crowd of people and some strobes and coloured lights and the thumping bass. They had a generator for the decks and for lighting for the dance area. Maybe 200 or so people, who filled the space quite nicely, but leaving space around the edges in the darkness where small groups sat to watch the morass in the middle.
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