Karaoke

Taking brief respite from Matthias' 21st in UCC. Was finding the atmosphere in the Last Drop a tad irritating, so I left for a breath of fresh air and gravitated here, salmon-like. Damn, it was way too crowded tonight. Too crowded to talk, too crowded to do anything much but sing karaoke or play pool, or dance. I wasn't drunk enough for the third thing, whatever joy might have been gained from the second had been stifled by the presence of overwhelmingly better players on the tables, and the first thing was a no-go because (a) they didn't have the song I wanted to sing (Shivers by the Boys Next Door) and (b) there was a forty-minute queue that by about ten minutes after I arrived had extended to finish the night. Whinge, blah, whinge. I don't understand myself sometimes, but currently I have this feeling that something I was quite looking forward to has fallen totally flat.

I might head down to the waterfront for a while before I go back to the Drop. I'm going to need a couple of hours before I'll be sober enough to drive though. Whinge, blah, whinge.