Another Blah Weekday

This club used to be a destination on no work to do afternoons. The obligatory buck just because they fulfullled set in front of me (more disinterested than I am), still irks me. It used to be the method they should judge, if I want more company with them exclusively. After the set, they scamper upstairs, what’s there?

Unlimited pizza and booze to forget the other loser guys? I won’t recheck for months, as leaving this destination is dangerous traffic-wise anymore with cars on street blocking exit views on the avenue. I heard nights even worse on both inside and outside the classy building. Sayonara, see you again during football season.