i persuaded keith to go down to san diego way last minute. randy and i met up with bjorn, michelle, and keith down at the irvine spectrum. HE JUST HAD TO DO IT! keith drove his shiny, new, white, 2005 Subaru Wrx STi just to taunt me in buying it. fucker. we all cram into the car and got down to san diego by 930. i really felt under-dressed. i thought all afterhours clubs were very casual, so i decided to just wear my workout shoes, workout pants, a baseball cap, and a college tshirt. they made me take off my cap and my hair was nappy as hell. i ran down to the restroom to put on some gel. still that was just temporary. i hate gel. the venue was extremely nice and people were all well dressed. no asian fobs in sight! me is happy. the decor reminds me of a club in caesar's palace las vegas due to the doric columns and red velvet drapes. we meet up with mike and kris and danced to some amazing tunes. although trance always gets me into a good mood, it gets repetitive now. i am getting better at "name that tune". unlike dark, progressive music, it is always full of surprises.

i dont have anything to write tonight.

oh yea, last minute decision, im going to armin van buuren tomorrow night in san diego. carpooling with bjorn, michelle, and randy. the catch is, i gotta drive back! i dunno why im going, i just felt like going somewhere spontaneously. let the stresses of life roll of my back. what stress??? :)

fuck that shit. the umpire during the 2nd game of the white sox and the angels is gay. he must have got his dick sucked by the manager of the white sox and liked it.

steve lawler is the shit! my progressive cherry is popped! avalon definitely is the bestest club in LA. beautiful people, few cracked out asians, and really well ventilated. it was also decorated with a scary spiderweb-like canopy atop of our heads. the whole venue was dark, gleaming with black light. loved it! i think i spent $50 on water. good times! there is no turning back after you have witnessed the dark side.