Day 30, give or take

Wow. Tomorrow there will be hell to pay, but today I bit back the bug that bit me. I, L and I went for late dinner at Walzwerks- SF's premier east german dining experience. Actually it was amazing. The staff was amazing and adopted I. We borrowed some clown noses and ended up drinking wiht the staff after closing- nasty bitters and good beer. Then to Gestalt Haus, where A, E, G, and J joined up. L and I lost in pool to a crusty old ex con (how I dont know), and A and G and I watched a professional dancer tear it up, alone, on the floor. From there, things got, well, faster. We drank until we moved to another club where, as far as I recall, there was tequila and a photo booth. Yes, yes, we have the photos to prove it. There seemed to be a lot of kissing going on in the photos. Wonder how that happened.

Then Salsa dancing until 2. Wandered the streets a bit smoking cigars and other things then over to L's pad until 8 this morning. We listened to amzing music and drank liquers from Ibiza, good rum from Nicaragua and other tasty treats that seemed to pour endlessly out of the fridge. There were eggs and caviar and champagne for breakfast, and I made his flight. UB was cool with that.

So, I am still functioning, and functioning fine. No signs of symptoms. I suspect tomorrow, if I am going to, I will suffer. I will keep you posted, and remind you all that you only have to hear these updates for another 10 days.

Didnt take my pills until 7 today. Clearer, as always. The pills are not painless. They upset my stomach and give me a headache. Every time. They cloud the thoughts too, in a weird way, and make me really tired, but less and less over time. So I enjoyed a day off(ish)