2am
Stumble indoors
Realise jumper fell off outside
Fumble with key to get back out
Retrieve jumper
Stumble upstairs
Disrobe
Fall onto bed
Decide to check email
Fall off of bed
Check email
Fall back into bed
Decide to open window
Fall back out of bed
Struggle with window
Decide to write blog.
Hobbit beer garden: awesome.
Drinking games: fun, but only once you've had a few.
Singing back at a guy singing Del Amitri 'Nothing Ever Happens' in the toilets: Funnier than it should have been.
Jesters: oven.
Playing 'I Have Never': Dear Self, please bear in mind before you play this, you have done a lot of stuff, so make sure you have a non-alcoholic drink next time.
Dancing: awesome. Especially when they played ska instead of shitpop.
Stealing someone's cowboy hat: awesome until someone else stole it from me.
Muscles: oww.
Sleep now.
Showing posts with label dancing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dancing. Show all posts
08 June, 2007
10 May, 2007
Duuuude.
Next time Catherine says "Want to come out for an hour" I will know what I'm letting myself in for.
Go out 'for an hour' at seven.
Get in at two.
It was a great night though. So much dancing! So much... sweating, actually. It was very hot in there.
Rock and roll!
Go out 'for an hour' at seven.
Get in at two.
It was a great night though. So much dancing! So much... sweating, actually. It was very hot in there.
Rock and roll!
26 April, 2007
The morning after.
I need to go out on Wednesdays more often. Last night was awesome.
Vodka and coke at 50p a go is both a brilliant and a terrible idea.
Brilliant because... well, I don't need to explain it how vodka and coke for 50p is brilliant, do I? And terrible because - and I'm sure you can get this one too - it means that if I get £10 out for the night, entry is £3, stashing your bag is £1, I have £6 left, which is twelve (twelve!) vodka and cokes.
Not that I drank twelve vodka and cokes. Because I didn't realise this until I'd had four SoCo (god I hate that contraction) and lemonades, at £1.70 each.
I make that sound like it's a bad thing, but let's be honest, I would probably be swimming in a sea of pain right now if I had drunk twelve vodka and cokes in the space of four hours. So let's just all be grateful that I have expensive taste.
In any case... I had a brilliant night. You know sometimes you just feel like dancing... well I'm not a great dancer, but sometimes I get the urge. It was a lot of fun.
See? I can have a life.
The only problem with this plan, though, is the day after. Which, of course, isn't at the front of your mind while you're squirming through a dingy, sweaty club in platforms with a vodka and coke in each hand at 1am.
And this is where I discover the downfalls of flexible working hours.
It is all very well to wake up wishing you had actually drunk the pint of water you got yourself at 4 o clock that morning (a mere three and a half hours ago), and think, "I know, I'll go in at half nine and just lie here quietly moaning for a while." Until you realise, this means you will be working until 6.
But still. I stayed in bed til nine. On a weekday.
I rule.
Vodka and coke at 50p a go is both a brilliant and a terrible idea.
Brilliant because... well, I don't need to explain it how vodka and coke for 50p is brilliant, do I? And terrible because - and I'm sure you can get this one too - it means that if I get £10 out for the night, entry is £3, stashing your bag is £1, I have £6 left, which is twelve (twelve!) vodka and cokes.
Not that I drank twelve vodka and cokes. Because I didn't realise this until I'd had four SoCo (god I hate that contraction) and lemonades, at £1.70 each.
I make that sound like it's a bad thing, but let's be honest, I would probably be swimming in a sea of pain right now if I had drunk twelve vodka and cokes in the space of four hours. So let's just all be grateful that I have expensive taste.
In any case... I had a brilliant night. You know sometimes you just feel like dancing... well I'm not a great dancer, but sometimes I get the urge. It was a lot of fun.
See? I can have a life.
The only problem with this plan, though, is the day after. Which, of course, isn't at the front of your mind while you're squirming through a dingy, sweaty club in platforms with a vodka and coke in each hand at 1am.
And this is where I discover the downfalls of flexible working hours.
It is all very well to wake up wishing you had actually drunk the pint of water you got yourself at 4 o clock that morning (a mere three and a half hours ago), and think, "I know, I'll go in at half nine and just lie here quietly moaning for a while." Until you realise, this means you will be working until 6.
But still. I stayed in bed til nine. On a weekday.
I rule.
18 April, 2007
Once in a lifetime
I would just like to say, also, I saw the most amazing thing the other night.
It was about seven or eight. We were sat in Bar Risa. They had just switched to 'nightclub' mode, lights down, music up. We usually sit near the door because it's a little quieter there so we can actually have something resembling a conversation if we feel so inclined.
Suddenly, Ben gets this huge grin on his face and points to the raised area behind us and yells OH MY GOD LOOK AT THAT.
Yes.
It was, a genuine dance-off.
"I have waited my whole life to see this!"
You just haven't lived until you have actually seen two men vying for the alpha male spot... through the medium of incredibly camp, incredibly crap, dance.
Awesome.
It was about seven or eight. We were sat in Bar Risa. They had just switched to 'nightclub' mode, lights down, music up. We usually sit near the door because it's a little quieter there so we can actually have something resembling a conversation if we feel so inclined.
Suddenly, Ben gets this huge grin on his face and points to the raised area behind us and yells OH MY GOD LOOK AT THAT.
Yes.
It was, a genuine dance-off.
"I have waited my whole life to see this!"
You just haven't lived until you have actually seen two men vying for the alpha male spot... through the medium of incredibly camp, incredibly crap, dance.
Awesome.
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