Drugs are bad, mmmkay

The weekend was tops. Super tops. Well, Friday was... and Saturday should have been... but I'll get to that in a moment.
Friday night started the usual way, with drinks at Sweeny's after work, only this time Leanne came along. It was the last day for the two Americans at work - Zach & David - so we were all expected to go out for drinks, however, I had a concert to go to with Jon, Boggle and Leanne. Jon and Boggle had plans up until about 8pm, but Leanne decided to meet me after work for a few drinks with my work mates. It was good (especially as I didn't get as drunk as I did the week before...). We left Sweeny's at about 7pm maybe, and had all intentions of going to the Belgian Beer Cafe for dinner... kangaroo to be precise. However when we arrived there, they informed us that there were no tables until 9:30pm... crikey. So we had a beer each (Leanne and I had a Hoegarden... yummy), and decided to head down to the Australian because we heard that they had kangaroo steaks there. It, too, was full.
So we headed toward Lord Nelsons on the rumour that there was a restaurant near there that served kangaroo steaks. I'm not sure if they ever found that restaurant, because on the way I ran into my year 12 Earth & Environmental Science teacher (and favourite teacher at Turramurra High), Mr (Steve) Brompton. So I talked with him for some time, and lost my workmates in the process. So when I was done talking with him, Leanne and I headed over to Lord Nelson's to find them. They'd been trying to call me, but my phone battery had died earlier... "I need a new battery, do you hear me, a new battery!" (3 points for whom can tell me the reference)
We saw them as soon as we walked in, so that was good.
BUT! Terror strikes! All was not wonderful on the Lord Nelson front! They weren't brewing Nelson's Blood! Nooooo!!! So I settled for an Old Admiral... but check this out... they now sell Old Admiral and 3 Sheets in bottles! So we can drink it at home! wupee! Boggle met us there before we'd finished our first pint, but time was getting away from us, so we couldn't linger... of course there was time for Boggle to have his first pint, but we left when he was done, and headed down to The Metro to meet Jon.
We arrived at about the same time, and headed straight in (or did we go to McDonalds... I don't remember, and it doesn't matter...). The time was about 9pm maybe... maybe 9:30pm. Point is that despite us arriving late, we still caught the opening band, Watussi. I'd never heard of them, but they sounded a little like a Cuban Rage Against The Machine... well they were more cuban funk than metal, but the lead singer did sound like Zach from RATM. And they were fucking awesome. Fucking awesome. Go check them out:
http://www.triplejunearthed.com/watussi
You can download some tracks from there... if you like what you hear, make sure you vote, and why not check them out at the Newtown RSL on Sat 2nd Dec... it'll be the very last gig plaed @Newtown Level 2, so it'll be historic too (@Newtown is moving). I have a work party that night, so I'm not sure I can make it. But, then again, the work party is in Newtown... so we'll see.
Anyways. They kicked ass. Serious mule.
The main act, The Black Seeds, was fucking cool aswell, but much lower energy than Watussi, but that is no criticism, they were tops... and reggae just makes me wanna dance. So I went off. Fucking great fun. Fucking great fun.
Didn't linger too long afterward, Jon and Boggle grabbed a beer, but I was spent. We all crashed at Jon's place (bless you and your wonderful home, Jon), and were ready for a Saturday of fun and excitement.
Saturday was The Porkers concert that I was planning to go to, but it was also the Propellerheads DJ set that I was also wanting to go to.
I checked my voicemail messages, and on them was a very enthusiastic Mike (S) telling me how pumped he was for the Propellerheads gig, and that Renata would come too. Renata! I don't think I've seen Renata since Mike's 21st! And then he said that he can get soem gear for us too. So I was suddenly more keen to go to The Propellerheads. First, I should clarify... I was a little wary as it was only one of the Propellerheads, and it was only a DJ set. But I figured the tunes would be good, and the drugs would make me want to dance anyhow.
So I arranged it for Leanne and I to go and to take drugs. Boggle and Jon were still going to go to the Porkers concert. Good; I didn't want them to miss it.
The arrangements were made to meet Mike at Town Hall at 8:30pm, and I went over to Brendan and Leanne's house for dinner and company.
We thought we were going to go to the Thai restaurant on Victoria Rd, but it was packed out, so we walked down the street a wee bit and found a Singaporian (sp?) Restaurant (or eatery, rather) that had tables free. Man, it was TAAASTYYY, and the guy there was really friendly, which is always a bonus. So I think I'll definately be going back. The guy even brought out this special chilli sauce for my chicken rice, you squeeze lime over it. It was fucking tasty (mainly due to the lime, but there was also an underlying spice in it which tasted great), and hot enough to give me my chilli fix. Ooooh I liked that stuff. I want to go back there. And it was cheap too!
But they were busy, and the food took a while to arrive, so Leanne and I didn't get to Town Hall until just after 9pm. Sorry Mike.
We were to meet Renata at the Civic before heading to EQ, but there was a big badass line out the front, so we didn't bother going in. One of the first things Renata said to me was that I had cut my hair, so it really has been a while since I saw her...
It started out a great night! We were all excited, we were all happy, we were all talking. It was great. Leanne and I started off with a Jagerbomb (fun!), then I followed with a St Arnou Cloud, and it was with that drink that we all dropped. We then headed upstairs to where the set was to be played.
Dead. Almost noone there, and certainly noone dancing, but it was early so we found a bed (they had beds to sit on!) and talked excitedly. It was really good. But loud. Too loud. We ordered more drinks (too embarrassing to list here) and sipped them and waited for the drugs to kick in. We were all happy and enthusiastic and excited, so we ordered another drink. The drugs had begun to kick in by now, so we all became happier, more enthusiastic and more excited. Leanne went to the bathroom (where it was much quieter), and upon return realised just how loud the club was, and became uncomfortable. And sick. At least that's what I think happened. She couldn't stay out of the bathroom for too long before freaking out, so she went back in and stayed there. I sent Renata in to look after her, and they had an enjoyable time talking, but she was still unable to leave.
So I tried to have a good time, but found I was too worried to dance, and found I just couldn't find my rythm. Mike and I went out to the floor eventually (when it began to fill up), but I just couldn't feel it. Probably because I was worrying.
At 1am the DJ from the Propellerheads came on, and started with "Take California" Mike and I danced, and Renata came out to join us too, but Leanne didn't. And I still couldn't really feel it. So I thought I should leave with Leanne. I mean, I wasn't enjoying it, and she wasn't, so I was messaging her, telling her we shoudl go, when Renata asked me to go see Leanne anyway. So I did, and we left.
So it has been officially decided. I now have such a good time dancing to good music, that drugs can no longer equal the fun I have when I enjoy the music and dance to it on my own accord. What's a little worse, is I dropped my second pill just before we deciced to leave the club (in a last ditch effort to make me positive about the experience). So Leanne and I left and headed to Hyde park to waste a few hours talking (I love talking when I'm high... in fact, it's one of my favourite parts of getting high). We were sitting there when my second kicked in... kinda wish I hadn't taken it.
Huh, funny thing. When I gave Mike his second pill, I gave it to him wrapped in foil, but he didn't notice that and just swallowed it when I gave it to him. I'm like "dude, that had foil on it." He froze, a shocked expression on his face and said "serious?"
Funny.
Me not wanting to be outdone by him, when I went to the bathroom to take my second one, I put it in my mouth, held my gum in place with my tongue and swallowed. Oh, wait. I was actually holding the pill with my tongue, and just swallowed my gum... woops. Man, we rule.
So yes. It was actually the drugs that ruined Saturday. so I don't think I'm going to take e again, at least not for a long while. I think it was realised mainly because Friday was so fucking awesome, I danced like a crazy person, and I didn't even take any drugs. And the Saturday was the night I planned to dance, I took the drugs, and I just couldn't dance, I was worried about Leanne, and it was generally uncomfortable. So fuck 'em. The fact that they cost $60 also pisses me off. So yes, Saturday was so much crappier than I wanted it to be. At least Renata and Mike had a good night (I told them to call me when they left; they left early too, but to go to a better club... I haven't talked to Mike since the night, but I'm keen to find out what the rest of his night was like).
So Leanne and I ended up going back to Jon's by 4:30am. Noone was home, so I figured that Jon and Boggle had stayed at his friends house (whose name I don't know how to spell). But at about 9am, I hear them come home. What the? We're the ones who took drugs, and they're the ones coming home at 9am. Damn, must have been a good night. So I get up to go to the toilet and talk to them, and they tell me all about it. It sounded like a fantastic fucking night. Yet another testatment to how drugs are so fucking unnecessary when the music is good. 9am! What a great night it must have been! And Boggle was stoked! His lucky underpants really work! He had a great weekend, and ended up mackin with his friend (whose name I can't spell). She's totally hot, too. So congrats to Boggle for all that he acheived on the weekend too...
So I'm now thinking that drugs aren't all that they promised to be. But I still want to try acid, but I'm not so sure Leanne should. So I'll probably just do it with Mike, Renata and Denise. I'll see if Alex wants to come up too. I still want to take it at the Wollombi house, so I'd best arrange it soon...
This morning I received the moshtix newsletter, and whatdoyouknow, the Porkers are playing this Friday at Manly Fishos... so maybe we should go to that...
Work is slow. We are in one of our stagnant periods, and I thought I'd waste a bit of time writing this post, and it seems that I wasted alot of time doing it (I started at 8:30am, and finished at about 10:15am). I better hassle Matt about giving me the work that I need.
Ok peeps, I think that's it.
Wait, no it isn't! I have a Lyrics Born concert tonight! I forgot to tell you that! So Alex is gonna come along to that, and so is my usualy concert bussy, Leanne. So that'll be super cool.
Ok, that's definately it (well, at least all that I can remember at this time).
Later!

Listening to: ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead - Source Tags and Codes (album... I bought this one in America, and am only really just now getting into it... sad).