[Private to Self//Easily Hackable because he sucks at this]

Don't like the crowds. Something's weird. Kept on grabbing at me and pulling me back in when I tried to leave. Made me think of Mailer them; felt like I couldn't escape. It's a good thing I wasn't armed.

So, I ended up panicking and throwing up in an alley. And I might have punched a woman in the face. Wish it was Solo.

I had a date meeting with a friend this afternoon. Never got to do anything catch a show afterwards, on account of the "me running away to throw up in an alley" affair. He My friend thinks I got food poisoning. It was really expensive food, too. What a waste.

We're meeting again tomorrow. Maybe I can finally get fucking laid already.

[/Private]

I'm feeling oddly sociable, but I've been out long enough tonight. Anybody care to stay in for a drink?

[OOC: And by "stay in for a drink" I mean "end up outside and have some hilaaaarious NPC interactions]