It seems to me that week after week at moshulu the chillout room is becoming less and less chilled. Its all very well hearing other people speak, I can contain myself at this small irratation, but when I have an utter fanny jumping about on the seat next to me and screaming into my ear I feel the need to unsheath my belt, twist it round her neck and swing her around in a circle beating everyone else to death with her corpse. The music isn't loud, understandbly, but surely this should encourage people to lower their voices, apparently not. When music actually comes on that i want to hear, (kudos to whoever played dismemberment plan and broken social scene last night) Said girl from above paragraph feels so inspired that she increases her voice to drown out the already quiet music. It was at this point that I necked my pint and decided that sitting at home watching jack dee was far a superior plan. I believe the only way things can change are through extreme measures that may infringe on civil rights but will be a benefit to all of society. Perhaps shock rods? anesthetizing shots? Sawing off of legs? Non admittance of people with extremly loud voices? Righty, this was rather pointless as I really don't care all that much, I just felt the need to get rather drunk last night and wasn't quite able to due to the annoyance factors. I'm not enough of a regular to really bitch all that much, but for some silly reason that i can't quit fathom, i'm going to post this complaint anyway. Most likely because i'm incredibly bored and have bugger all else to do that doesnt envolve getting out of my dressing gown. frogs