Making Love in the Club

So last night officially began the weekend. Though I spent it eating Haagen Dazs, about which I cannot complain, I would have liked to have gone to the club. I mean, there is plenty of time to eat ice cream through the week. Clubs, at least the good clubs, are only in full operation on the weekends. So I thought to myself, why do I like going to the club so much? What is it that allures people to pack into a building full of drunk and sweaty folks? I think it must be a primal urge...
A little background info, a couple of weeks ago, I finally got the time to visit Apex in DC at a decent hour with a friend who loves to dance, like myself. I accidentally got drunk while I was there... the bartender gave me a drink that I didn't request and I couldn't refuse. It put me over the edge. It made the dancing so much better. The lights were playing tricks with my eyes... it was FABULOUS! I will admit though that I had a hard time dropping down low and sweeping the floor with it while keeping my balance, but I seriously had a great time.
The thing is, I haven't been since then. I haven't had the delight of staring at a go-go boy across the room while dancing to the latest Madonna remix. I am having withdraws! It truly is addictive. I have to bitch for just a second though: I despise when guys use the club as their sole outlet to getting laid. I understand that's the reason many people go, but it is a little skeezy. What ever happened to bumping into someone at a cafe and proposing a lunch date or catching a flick together? Does it always have to be drunk, dance, then get laid? I think that people should stop selling themselves short. It's a bit degrading, in my humble opinion.
I understand the urge, however. It is a very intense sexual experience, clubbing. You are surrounded by hot, sweaty, and half-naked guys--it is admittedly hard to resist, but there are other ways.
Bring your girls to the club and they will have a killer time and keep you focused on having fun. Folks bitch about having the 'fruit flies' at the club, but they are just there to have fun too. That being said, I guess I should get on the phone and try to get some of them on the line. It is my last weekend in the DC area before summer break. I've got to do something, it would be sinful not to go out without a party.