by Tobin P. on I have actually read several bad reviews about the Element on other sites, but honestly none of it seemed true. After being frisked for guns, everyone treated us with respect and was very nice. It is your typical nightclub, but they do have a pretty cool lounge section towards the back of the club for bottle service, etc. If you want to go clubbing, I don't see how the Element would disappoint. It was a fun time.
by Christene Compher on Score. Destination number two of the get me drunk tour that my friends have taken me on tonight. I love my friends. Friiiieeennnndds. I have the best girlfriends in the world, yo. I am also drunk. I am typing very slowly. My eyes are halfway open. Yet look how pretty my grammar and spelling are. Just look. Perfection. Type type perfect. Anyway. Girls that go here wear pretty dresses. I also wore a pretty dress. Because this was celebration infinity of my birthday. Birth day. in which we will celebrate my decrepitidness. Watch the open graves and banana peels, dear. With my friends. That I have already mentioned? See above? Yes, so I was wearing a dress. That made me look like a $2 whore. That people would want change back after. Fucking cheap bastards. ANYWAY. So I was wearing a pretty dress, with my boobs on display, and all my friends were wearing tops and jeans. Bitdhes. But they all looked beautiful, just like their inner souls. Because i love my friends and will kick your ass if you say otherwise. Ok. So, yeah. Champagne is here. Lots of it. Like bottles worth. There is a dance floor underneath, but i was afraid to dnace there, because, hlello, fuckers. We live in earthquake country. Jesus. I drank too much here, and then went somepalce where too many young men were after. The end. I'm going to bed now.
