i am sitting in a noisy living room with some kind of clash rock screaming dramatically melodically on the walls.

no: i am sitting in the corner of a living room, with a speaker directly behind me playing some kind of clash rock.
there are four other people talking at top volume, gesturing at each other excitedly, lighting cigarettes and waving cheap beer in cans.
one of them is my boyfriend, two of them are my roommates, and two of them are visiting internet pornographers.

this is so boring.

the boys are talking about web commerce and the girls are talking about gash.

i think i will go to bed.