Roommates Mark and Liz are planning a party of sorts for this Saturday night at the House of Rock. For those that don’t know me, i’m not a huge partier. Being a member of the non-drinking social club, I don’t find the same enjoyment as others in events planned around alcohol consumption. My scene is much more the double dutch, making dinner, rock climbing sort of scene. Furthermore, I think I’m much more of a ‘small group’ person than a ‘big group’ person. I’d rather share some quality chat time with one or two persons than mix and mingle mini-conversations with lots of people.
And while I’d hate to be seen as a downer for skipping out on a social gathering, I’ve been considering planning an escape. A sabbatical from the hustle and bustle of the House of Rock to somewhere serene where rock doesn’t need amplification. I like the sound of that. A place where rock doesn’t need amplification.
It’s more likely however, that I’ll be at the party. Maybe playing DDR and drinking Orange Juice spiked with Pineapple or Cranberry. I suppose I could always retreat to my room with an acoustic and some Journey if a sensory overload is immanent.