Hey scenesters, hey hey scenesters!
I just fell asleep in a meeting. I am getting stick from EVERYONE. This is bad for 3 reasons:
-my ears and cheeks have gone bright red
-i leave in 2 days and need a good reference
-i am still drunk and want to cry
I had a great time last night though. I was particularly excited by the lovely deck chair things which resided outside the bar (from whence i spent great deal of the night, accompanied by my long-lost Anja, admiring some grade A millies who appeared to be lost). I had a few tipples and got *a bit* light-headed. The Doctors did really well and despite a couple of sound problems I thought the whole thing was pretty awesome. Iona's photos were superdooper and I spent a while contemplating Peaches' bikini line. I then added another wee peach schnapps to the proceedings. At some point someone decided (probably Tim and Steve) that we should go to the Limelight. Cue alco-pops and ridiculous dancing and kisses with the badger-headed boyfriend. For some reason I decided to wear my sunglasses and party real good at Anja to the Cribs. I think I've wrecked my shoulder it was so vigorous.
Of course I always have a certain upcoming gig to console me. And Belfast Dance Party...who's in?
-my ears and cheeks have gone bright red
-i leave in 2 days and need a good reference
-i am still drunk and want to cry
I had a great time last night though. I was particularly excited by the lovely deck chair things which resided outside the bar (from whence i spent great deal of the night, accompanied by my long-lost Anja, admiring some grade A millies who appeared to be lost). I had a few tipples and got *a bit* light-headed. The Doctors did really well and despite a couple of sound problems I thought the whole thing was pretty awesome. Iona's photos were superdooper and I spent a while contemplating Peaches' bikini line. I then added another wee peach schnapps to the proceedings. At some point someone decided (probably Tim and Steve) that we should go to the Limelight. Cue alco-pops and ridiculous dancing and kisses with the badger-headed boyfriend. For some reason I decided to wear my sunglasses and party real good at Anja to the Cribs. I think I've wrecked my shoulder it was so vigorous.
Of course I always have a certain upcoming gig to console me. And Belfast Dance Party...who's in?