Friday night
We all went to a bar on Leicester Square. It wasn't particularly posh or anything, and even though we were all in shirts and relatively smart, noone else there seemed to be.
We all got quite drunk (
) and a few of us danced to the cheesy rock music.
Deepflow got caught for smoking pot and given a caution.
I spoke to some Polish girls.
It wasn't awkward or even geeky. And I'm not even making that up
The image of yahwe dancing in a 3 piece suit to "Living on a Prayer" has to be seen to be believed, though.
Myself, Stew and Deepflow slept in one room at the hotel. NB3, skiddy and MM slept in the other.
Saturday day
Most of us were staying in the same place, so we left there and walked to skiddy's car to move it somewhere else.
Turned up and it was clamped, with an £150 fine.
skiddy swore a lot and was very politically incorrect, it was ace.
NB paid off the cost for him (£115, as they did it early or something), then skiddy paid him back.
The guy took about 1.5 hours to turn up and fix it, during which time we stood around the car and were offered blowjobs from the car window by MM. Brill!
When the guy turned up none of us could understand what he said. That's what happens when you don't do very well at school, kids. GD Meets teach you valuable lessons about life!
We all piled in once the clamp was removed (we didn't even get to keep it
) and headed to Kings Cross (how the hell did we find it by the way? skiddy just drove randomly not following any signposts).
After traipsing round Kings Cross area (and going past the hotel about 5 times but not registering it was where we were staying) we eventually went in and dumped our stuff in our rooms.
We spent about 20 minutes recuperating (reading MM's handy porn mags - what a generous fellow!).
Then we left the place and went to a Scream bar (cheap pub place, quite studenty). Met Ste there and commenced drinking. This was about 4pm, I think.
The others all made their way to the pub eventually. I think pig arrived next, and then Deepflow (who had gone back to Kingston to get some smarter clothes). Ebany then arrived, then Dace, then yahwe, and finally T&F.
Mark. Oh Mark. You
TRAITOR. He went to go and meet some SomethingAwful GOONS instead of us. Shun shun shun.
We were all pretty merry anyway. The drinks were flowing - you can't really go wrong with £6 pitchers which hold 4 pints in (ta Ste!) - oh, unless you're sitting next to MM and he's stroking your back and things. Right Stew?
Those of us who were staying in the hostel went back to get changed.
It was (again) myself, Stew and Deepflow in one room - as we had survived Friday night without the urge of having super homosexual sex, we hoped we'd manage it again on the Saturday.
skiddy, MM and NB3 went in the other room again. Hot.
pig and Ste, as they arrived late, got the room of 2.
I received a phonecall by Ste about 5 minutes after he was in his room (he was in the basement, we were on the 2nd storey).
They had a double bed between the two of them.
I didn't plan it like that.
Honestly.
We all went back to the pub, and then onto a jazz club of yahwe's choosing (not all at the same time, somehow we ended up getting separated).
The jazz club was nice.
I had a big headache so drank 4 pints of water. What a ****ing legend! Hardcore.
Blastoderm arrived when we were at the jazz club.
Now yahwe had been telling us that he was a "large asian guy".
So when he arrived, Stew and myself went to go and find him at the bar.
We scoured the bar...
"Big asian guy... big asian guy... big asian guy"
"Nope"
"Little guy looking expectantly at us. I think he wants you, Stew"
"I only have eyes for MM"
"He's coming over"
"I knew I should have packed my KY
" *
It appears blastoderm wasn't a big fat asian guy at all. Good one yahwe! Omnipotent my ass.
We all sat down and mingled a little.
Dace's stories are better in real life
It all gets a bit confusing now.
Stew and skiddy decided to move onto a club in Covent Gardens, so left. Most people didn't know where they had gone (probably didn't notice, ho ho ho).
About an hour or so later, the jazz club started to close, so we left and headed to this same club they had gone to.
Pig and Deepflow got a taxi (why?!) and then proceeded to get lost, ending up back at the hotel. Idiots!
We (this is now myself, Dace, yahwe, MM, NB3, Ste) made our way into the club (<3 to yahwe for paying for our tickets) and had a drink or two.
It seemed that Stew and skiddy had left and gone back to the hotel. Fools!
The club was alright - very studenty with cheesy rock again.
NB3 and MM were tired so headed back to the hotel.
The 4 of us left danced and talked to a couple of girls
Well, 3 of us did.
Ste started chatting up some guy in a West Ham shirt who then wouldn't leave us alone
Yahwe pulled a slim portuguese girl with glasses.
pig and Deepflow eventually arrived, after their little adventure to the hotel and back.
pig proceeded to tell every woman that it was one of our birthdays, or we were getting married, or something other
LIE! You'll go to hell for that, young piglet!
Deepflow pulled this blonde busty girl
Dace and I danced like Napoleon Dynamite. We ****ing owned the dancefloor! True story.
Then we all went home, and yahwe walked off into the sunset with Dace (who was staying at a friend's).
Of course lots of other things happened, but this post is long enough and I need a big poo.
It was a good weekend. Thanks for organising it Steven (yahwe).
*logs might not be entirely true.