I'm pretty good at finding people to hang out with whenever I go out solo. Last night, I hung out with Jennifer and Gionna from Santa Barbara. I felt like I was on a soap opera. All their friends were pretty and done up S.B. style. Their Iranian friend, Amir, was clean and swarthy. Their Austrian friend, Ana, was a drop-dead gorgeous blonde. They drank chocolatey drinks and vodka mixed with soda water. Conversation was superficial and uninteresting. The music was loud and penetrating. This morning, I can count my pulse by listening to my inner ear.
