Lucubration Station

I went to the opening of a new club night last friday night. Thats how the late night train ride happened. Zac so kindly offered to drive and I repayed him by getting all distressed about our lateness. Nicelbot had already called me from the middle of the valley on her lonesome, hence my hurry. We listened to the new Children of Bodom album on the way and called it terrible. Found a park almost instantly and made our way to the mysterious "Tabu"
I realised as soon as we got there Id been here before for "Faith"
Honestly it was dead, its a small club so a small group of people can appear to fill the place and the place looked especially empty. However there was about 4 people on the dance floor and they were making some great moves.
Geordie and I played a round of pool, as is usual when I play against him it was a whitewash. I think all my skills are officially dead. I need to find somewhere free/super cheap where I can play regularly for a while and get my game back up. After some serious discussion about Thora Birch's boobs we moved closer to the dance floor as more people started trickling in. The clothes were getting better and better. I hadn't one such great people watching in many months.
Some of my favourites were:
Skulls Guy - With a black shirt covered in uniform white skulls and a large Quiff he dominated the dance floor early.
The Jesus - this guy was wearing skin tight black pants, fitted long sleeve top and long pointy shoes. He danced a cross between Salsa and imitating a Matador. It was great
Nurse Hottie - her outfit was great and I double blushed when she said i was beautiful
Pink dress - Nicelbot declared her the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Her pink floor length dress was stunning and she swanned around the dance floor.


Then there was Jarrah, who busted the best moves of the whole night.


I was in stitches.

I was also pretty smashed. I was working in the morning so I had intended to go home on a late train and only have a couple of drinks. However the awkwardness led me to drinking quite fast, I needed enough bravado to get up and dance when the place was pretty empty. Which I eventually did.

Then it was time to go, the last train was leaving and I made my goodbyes and RAN to the station. I made it with seconds to spare, it was pulling in just as I hit the platform.
The whole train was oddly empty, I sat right next to where the security guards congregated and got to listen into their conversations. The train was empty because everyone had been at the football. There had been fights on the trains after the game finished and so and so just had a baby.

Now we already know what happened when I got off the train.
I didn't call the cops when I got home. I just washed up, calmed myself down and went to bed. Silly in retrospect but I was drunk! I was home and safe and kept thinking I had to get to sleep because I was opening the shop in a few of hours.
Ive now made a statement, so dont worry.

Saturday was work, uneventful.
Saturday night was Brit's Going Away party. I decided it was a corset night and dressed up to the nines. I was worried I wouldnt really know anyone except the girl of honour but I actually knew a number of peeps. It was pretty fun, I chowed down on some Long Island Ice Tea and played connect 4 until it was time to leave.
I really left it till the last second and had to run from New Farm to the bottom of the valley ripping my feet to shreds in the process. Hooray for the pain dulling effects of alcohol!

I arrived about half way through Lord Byrons set but was still there to see my favourite songs.

While they played I managed to bump into everyone Ive ever know, it was really strange but the place was FULL of people I knew and it was great.
to be finished...