Of techno and pushpins

Current annoyance: my entire house is made of plaster, this makes finally putting up some decorations (dug my old posters out of a box over the holidays) very tiresome.
Current score:
- Pushpins bent into unusable oblivion: 10
- Pushpins successfully pounded into molded-rock wall: 8
- Posters hung: 2

Right, time for a beer.


As for the techno, last Friday I went to The Nation with some friends of mine that had flown in for New Year's. The Nation is a massive club down in southeast DC (Navy Yard stop on the green line) and was awesome. Sure the cover was outrageous and it was full of people much younger than me (though I was certainly not the oldest there), but it also had the best techno I've heard in a long time. Must have danced for almost four solid hours before crawling home. Had it not been for the huge box of cookies that one of my friends gave me for christmas, I probably would have danced off at least 2 pounds. *happily contented and sugar-buzzed gumble* Ahh well. Am definately going to have to go back there though, nothing quite so cathartic as going totally spastic on the dancefloor to a beat so fast that nobody can tell whether or not you're following it.