Partygirl has had it.

Living should be all about fun, not about freaking out over deadlines and rent and friends who might be thinking you aren't as fun as you used to be because you aren't prowling the nightlife like a sloppy call girl.

What happened to stupid drunkeness and no ulterior motives?

What happened to youthful abandon, adventures and mischief?

How is a beer $5 and a cocktail $7? Where did the days of Dorothy Parker's round table go? Were they swallowed in some black hole? Is there any chance of a beatnik-lifestyle revival? If so, where do I sign up?

Disillusionment is setting in. Very close to the holidays.

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