le weekend

friday night was sponsored by booze and the total refusal to sleep. tried twice to flyer club antichrist, both attempts were almost entirely unsuccessful.
still, on the up side, i got to hang out with tab - something i quickly realised that has been missing from my life for too long.
left rachel's place around mid morning and attempted to navigate home powered by more booze and public transport... turns out i'm not the greatest at that, not only failing to get all the way to stoke newington but also misplacing the book i am but pages away from finishing :/
luckily, i ended up at debz's and unlike other recent occasions when i've been at the singing syrup, my antics were amusing to all present.
saturday - after a brief period of unconsciousness, i retrieved what was left of my fighting fluid from debz's fridge and strode out into the wilds of stokey.
'twas scary sarah's sisters quarter century celebrations over in archway and after much haranguing, dan capitulated and accompanied me on the mission.
had the most awesome night... am still whistling happy tunes¹ to myself right now, even though it's a good 5 hours since i left brenda's house of madness.
joy :D

1: i successfully ear-wormed myself with music of the dirty gothic persuasion, but am in too good a mood to be angered by this