RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

I am drunk. RAH! and i managed to spend no money. Apart from the entrance fee anyway. people took pity on on poor moneyless me and let me steal their drinks, and bought me drinks.

In addition to the sidekicks i found in our fridg (law of house - if you leave drinks in my fridge, those drinks are mine) and some smirnoff black ices lefyt over from glasgow which i drank in thw ONE HOUR i had to get ready i am nicely drunk.

i got ready in ONE HOUR. i proably looked pants but i don't care :P i am going to have to take the charcoal bits out of my hair or i am doomed to wear only blue makeup for the whole time they are in.

met people wot other people i know know but who i hadn't met before (hello people) and didn't get to chat to half as many people as i would have liked to , as the time went WOOSH. I spent most of the time dancing and ate a whole packet of flying saucers. Just like real 80s nights at whitby!

Only i REALLY missed fuzzygoth and preachermuaddib becaue it isn't a real 80s night without them.

i did manage to loose my bracelets (several times) and my neckalce, and then get them back again. one of the bracelets is utterly mashed, but wearable. i lost more spikes though. and i bit my lip. which'll serve me right for leaping backwards off the stage into the 99 red balloons moshpit going 'RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR'.

Must go wrap xmas presents for family. need to leav house in two hours or so to get the 7.30 train... why do i always end up meeting up with my dad and his parents after clubbing, still being pissed, with no sleep? DOH.

and i've lost my voice.

and Erynn sent me chocolate coins.

and i miss pogtanius. but i shall see him later today, so RAR!

and. um. RAR!