Where should I start?
First, happy belated birthday,
xena! Jen was right, you always have the best birthday parties.
Jen, I miss you. I'm glad we could reunite for this party.
Web, I'm glad we could officially meet and hang out; you're a good man, Charlie Brown

. I meant it when I said we'll do it again. Though he won't be reading this, mad props to Tom for sticking his first party out until the cracked out end.
Time for the review: Things started out pretty slow. I wasn't expecting too much. Everyone looked pretty shady and no one seemed to be enjoying themselves.
Web, you were right; it was early. Things picked up and the party moved along rather nicely. The jungle room absolutely sucked. NO ONE WAS MOVING. WTF?! A little later in the night the music got hot, but again no one was moving. The lights were on, then off, then on, then off until they closed the room. Unfuckingbelieveable.
Space Girl kind of let me down. She played all new material and it just wasn't the hard acid trance I've come to love. Yeah, she kept me going. It just wasn't the same. At least she encored with a classic: "Dream Your Dreams."
::le sigh::
All in all, I wasn't nearly as happy as I was with Infiltrate. Irregardless, I still love the venue and had a good time. It's all what you make of it.
~Erik