Wednesday night, I went to a club in Courtenay to see Sweasthop Union. I almost had someone to go with, but alas... it probably wasn't worth bringing anyone too anyways. The club scene did nothing for me. I went for a walk, then read in my car, until thigns actually starting happening. Moka Only (of Swollen Members) didn't do anything for me. The sound system for Sweatshop was lame. Vocals so loud that you couldn't here the beat. I wanted to dance. bad combo. It was alright though. I don't regret going. I find Sweatshop is just much better listening to alone, when you can fully appreciate and not doubt the sincerity of the underlying themes. There's definite irony in the line, "we're just a couple of MCs that don't like clubs".

Anyways, Friday night, last night, was Lorin. Well, it was SUPPOSED to be Lorin. Long story short, I had the option of Trina and Bassnectar, or Ashley, Steve, and another guy and girl, and going to a DnB night. I think I made the wrong choice. We go to The Met late, music was ho-hum. I did put some effort into dancing, since my body's desire for DnB was probably to blame for me missing Lorin BassNarnar. This morning, I called Trina up and went to chill with her. I can't believe what I missed out on last night. UGH! But it was really cool and refreshign to chill with Trina, which of course only makes me regret the previous nights' decision more. In fact, I don't think I've felt such regret in recent memory. On the plus side, Trina turned me onto the genre of 'dubstep', which I'm listening to right now and thoroughly enjoying, and she also leant me a book called Hey Nostradamus.

The trip to Van was great. Figured out a parking scheme to avoid paying parking fees, snuck onto the ferry and scored a day pass for the bus from some random stranger. The guys that gave me a ride onto the ferry got me stoned too. I met this really cool chill English girl who was backpacking around the world. Australia, New Zealand, Thailand, Malaysia, Singapore, Canada. wicked. The return trip was lame, even without the guilt of a missed party. Me and Trina had gotten stoned together, but after we parted, I was feeling quite lethargic. Stuck on the bus between two really loud and extremely annoying conversations and then couldn't managa to pass out on the ferry.

Overnight party, 2 stage, breaks and DnB, campout next weekend
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Planet of the Drums: Dara, Dieselboy, and AK1200, none of whom I've seen before

Both next weekend, haven't decided yet, but I'm leaning towards the campout.