Scoring guys for fun?

Recently, on nights out over tha past few months, when it comes to the end of the night, I just want to kiss someone, and to be honest, I don't really take into consideration what they look like or anything, its just a score at the end of the day. Its the most unfulfilling thing in the world. Quite similar to comfort eating, like we don't really need the chocolate bar, yes we want it, and those first few seconds, after peeling the wrapper off in some sort of confectionary strip tease, are just like heaven. You take the first bite, the crumbs of chocolate melting into your favourite jeans, but it doesn't matter, its chocolate, you're eating chocolate. Everything else is irrelevant, it doesn't matter that each square which you scoff contains enough sugar to build Hansel & Gretel's house, it feels so good at the time. Well the same goes for nights out, you're dancing with your friends, the music is great, yes its great fun, but by the last song or two, the number of siamese couples begins to increase on the dancefloor, and you start eyeing people up. "mmm He's alright" or "He's ugly but he has a nice shirt on"....then as soon as the first guy gives you a flickr of attention you pounce on him like a hungry panther. Usually it goes two ways, he is a fantastic kisser, really sweet guy, asks for your number, and you spend the rest of the night chemically attached to him like a magnet. or the other way it can end is if he is a god-awful kisser, it feels like he is trying to stuff a dead,wet fish down your throat, you search your mind for excuses to get away. From the corner of your eye, you scan for your friends, but they've gone, probably to another part of the club. You don't have your glasses on so it would be impossible to find them. what to do? Keep kissing the dead fish, well theres nothing else to do is there? you end the night feeling absoutely disgusted with yourself. your friends laugh and slag you bout what a minger you pulled. was it all worth it?