Hell yes to McDonalds egg mcmuffin meals for free. I'm presently searching for a post I wrote a while ago the night after I came home from a club...

[1/19/2002 10:30:54 PM | Liz ]
Went clubbin' last night with my favorite OA's and company and I have come to the conclusion...

if I could afford being a club kid... I so would.

I love the scene.
I love the music.
I love singing along and getting hyped up when you know the words.
I love the old people who stand awkwardly at the bars or get their grooves on.
I love the shady guys who sneak up from behind so you can't see them.
I love those chill moments during the music when everyone goes into hippie dancing mode.
I love stealing water from the bathroom sinks so I don't hafta pay for it.
I love helping stupid little drunk girls that fall down and pass out on the floor.
I love the stories you can tell about your night afterwards...

Well then... I couldn't have said it better myself! heh. I just have a few things to add:

I love being with a group of friends that you don't feel any pressure to impress each other... not worrying about anything... just having a good time.
I love meeting random people waiting in line and in the bathroom.
I love the big black X's I have to wear on my hands for the next month.
I love watching my girls get drunk and start groovin with nasty guys.
I love boob shirts.
I love it at the end of the night when eveyrone else is getting tired and starts dancing slower and the space opens up enough for me to show off and act silly.
I love saying "five more minutes."