WHEN ITS HIP TO BE SQUARE

Met Kay and Linds in The Townhouse then went to the Bate where we were joined by Annie. Bowl of nuts and seeds, bottles of wine and a pizza or 4 later from Pizza Express we ended up in Porters then, you guessed it...the place I was never going to again...Chicago Rock. Danced my pants off and had a really good night. Jesus Christed my way through Mr Brightside like a proper knob head. High light of the night for me was when Kay got MKB (yes, can you adam and eve it MKB was in th'rock?!) to ask for R Kelly whilst R Kelly was on. Loving her work.. My all time favourite Kay request was at Claires wedding when she told the DJ that if he didn't put Huey Lewis and the News on then seriously, it was going to kick off.

Saw that shit stirring Marie and said nothing about it. Well, I dont think I did anyway. I dont care anyway. She can kiss my ruby red rebel ass. Yee'haw.


You know when I move to Canada (which is now, finally beginning to freak me out a little) and I come back to visit for holidays? Do you think I will still talk the same? I hope so. I do like how I talk, Im very accentless. I'd hate to be one of those who comes back and puts on some foreign twang. You know, a bit like Manc-icity. Manc-icity for those who dont know is the phenomonom of people from arond here putting on a Manc accent which becomes stronger the further down south they go. Even I have fallen foul of it. I remember working in a vegan burger stall at that 3 day festival in Brighton asking people "do you want salad on your ber-gor". I cringe now just thinking about it. Ber-gor? For Fcuks sake.


I have lost my copy of Trapped In The Closet. I am so fed up. I think its at the pub.I think I will go down there and look for it.