Saturday, January 2, 2010
Fear and Loathing in 2010
Somehow, a couple seats open up at the bar and we sit down and I order a lemon drop martini. I really wanted something lemon flavored. We walked around and talked with some people we knew, and soon enough I was pretty drunk. There was a nightmare line for the bathroom and an employee would personally direct you to a stall.
People watching becomes horrific and I feel like I am living out a scene from Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. I think that this is only partly due to the alcohol, and mostly a result of all the Redding freaks that are out for the night. As we are leaving, we push through the crowd and I see a finger point at me as someone shouts, "I know you!" I look up to see the woman in the party hat and I quickly escape.