Friday, September 15, 2006
Cocktail Party
I went to a cocktail party in LA last night and there were a lot of fucked up people. The only time I was uncomfortable was when the people around me started the first drink. After half way into the second drink they were on the way to asshole land. That is when it hit me, this is one of the reasons why I stopped. I even felt that I had the upper hand, because my mind was clear, free of drugs and alcohol. We ended up eating in a trendy restaurant off Robinson and I actually had fun even though everyone else was drinking. I guess this is life on life's terms.
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