genetic disposition…
I think I have a genetic disposition to party.
why is it sooo hard to resist tempting offers?
I was absolutely resolved to not go out tonight… by 6pm I had 4 invites out, one of which was from a model friend of mine to accompany her to an “uberchic” party as her +1 
Combine this with needing to drop some CD’s into Fruit (where I dj every fri and will undoubtably be fed a free shot or two tonight…) a good chance to network at Wot Bar and a friend I ought to support warming up for Phil Thompson of Bedrock… I seem to now have a night planned… oops.
hard life sometimes ‘init?
note to self: develop a greater tolerance to temptation and be more disciplined
