The main thing I was looking forward to yesterday was the party bus to San Francisco clubs. I’ll get to that in a minute.
The rest of Friday was pretty normal. Property in the morning and outlining afterwards. Then, I hit the gym in the afternoon for an excellent session. Lots of dumbell action (various levels of incline press), cable crossovers, and abs from every which way.
I was kind of tired before we even went on this party bus, so I was able to nap for an hour in the evening, but that proved to not be enough by later in the night.
The ride over was cool and the first hour or so at the club was bumpin’ despite the generally crappy music selection. Then, it wasn’t so good anymore, actually kind of boring, I would have been better off sleeping. I was looking forward to at least meeting some other non-law girls, but the groups of girls there were totally uninterested, unreceptive, and (some) unspoken in english. Note to self and others: don’t go Suite 181 if you don’t show up with a date – in fact don’t go period. Maybe I am just not the clubbing type at this point… the whole thing seems so superficial.
I got really tired around 12:30 and the rest of the time there was forgettable. So, definitely not what I hoped it would be. Oh well, you can’t win them all.
Leor Pantilat's Adventures
The club scene can be pretty superficial but this night sounds like a bit of a fizzer. Unlucky.