I went to a dance party on the weekend. It was at the Circus Hub and I was amazed at a) how big the place was with the equipment put away and b) how lovely it looked all done up rave-styles. Giant projections on the walls ftw. Unfortunately the opening dj was playing drum and bass, and the next guy started well but segued into babykilling psytrance way too fast and I couldn't get into a groove with it. That's the shortest time I've spent at a dance party ever. I think Illuminati has moved away from what I'm into, musically. I kept wishing for Will to materialise and start playing psybreaks.
I wouldn't take any criticism I make to heart right now anyway. I'm having trouble feeling anything and I don't know what's up with that. I'm also concerned because the last couple of times I've tried to get into an artificially altered state, it hasn't worked. Brain, what the fuck are you playing at?
So, um, yeah. Things are not quite right but I can't put my finger on what the problem is. *shrug* Not being able to think of things to say is part of it, apparently. Huh.