so people in the office told me about this weeks ago, its fabulous, party of the year and lots of craziness going on. so I went there with Mister D and his friend and after waiting for the coat check for half an hour(!) we finally headed in. and it felt like a (part gay) highschool reunion. people of all age, dressed very casual, a big disco ball, no visuals, everything decorated with balloons. and about 200 gazillion people too many.
after having body contact with a couple of (way too) sweaty man (gross!) I decided to head home. Luckily the friend of D told me they will head to another club afterwards and I am gladly welcome to join if I want to. So I headed home, coded some Flash stuff till about 3:30am and then got picked up and we headed to the club.
and I was in love.
crazy madly in love with this party and the place.
this was it, the real thing. hard beats, terrific grooves, (male) singers on the stage, wearing a corset, everyone dressed up, insanely highly sexual visuals, gorgeous gorgeous women, circles with dance show offs, men in furs, men with sunglasses, and everyone having a good time. including especially myself. 
the coat check was unfortunately full (even after a lot of arguing ;)), so I dropped my stuff in a corner under a table, and had a blast, dancing all the time.
ohhh the thrill, the sensation!
and when I went home (at -8 degrees celsius) by the subway, I was standing in the frontmost cabin with the window showing the tracks, being amazed how rotten they look, almost like a ghostride in Disney World.
and then, tirili, having a strawberry donut form the 24/7 Dunkin Donuts.
Thats life my friends!