saturday may 3

today i went to jack's for the first time in 575 days. i thought i'd be able to handle it, maybe even enjoy it, and for the first part of the night, while the bar was still fairly empty, i actually was having a decent time. as it started to fill up a bit more, however, and the dancefloor became busier, i began to feel very claustrophobic, often repeating the line "i have to get out of here," which we eventually did (without even hearing "lollipop"... ugh!!). so, having learned my lesson, a new streak begins now, sort of like those 'days without a workplace injury' tallies.