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Thursday, July 07, 2005

So anyway most of the days after SweetRhapsody's birthday was spent helping her pack or buy gifts or stopping her from unnecessary shopping. I must admit to unnecessary shopping myself but who cares, I have three great new tops! I did however prevent myself from buying this gorgeous red bracelet. Now must stop thinking about said bracelet or else...
On Saturday night the boys were on a mission to get drunk once more. Matsumoto fulfilled this mission very quickly and stumbled around the flat roaring, "If we don't go clubbing tonight I'll kill all of you!" However he got way too drunk and disappeared out the flat door and passed out somewhere and was the only one in our group who never made it to the clubs. The Dervish was pretty much roaring drunk by the time the cabs showed up. SweetRhapsody and the Curly Pumpkin had already taken the first cab with the Monkey and the Puppy. I sat up front in the cab while the Colored Fringe and the Silent Walker sat in the back with the Dervish and tried to distract the driver from noticing the Dervish's drunkardness but he just talked way too much. That is another one who talks too freely when he is drunk. When we made it to Northbridge, the Silent Walker and I ran down to the ATM to withdraw some cash and when we got back, the Colored Fringe greeted us with the news that the bouncers at Paramount wouldn't let the Dervish in because he was too drunk. By that time the Ninja Crisis/White Rabbit and the Little Bat and Noisy Kev had shown up in the third cab and SweetRhapsody, Curly Pumpkin, and the brothers had emerged from Paramount. We managed to get into Varga Lounge where a bit of time was spent taking care of both the Dervish and White Rabbit who was also a little drunk, but she wasn't as bad as the Dervish, she recovered pretty soon. However, by the time we were about to start dancing the lights suddenly came on. The club was closing - at 2 am!!! Come on!!! We headed back out with the intention of trying our luck with Paramount again but the line was so long that we decided to head down to Base instead. By this time the Silent Walker had run off to another club without even telling any of us. We got into Base but the Dervish got himself kicked out within minutes, and the Monkey with him as well. Poor Monkey! He doesn't even drink! The Puppy went out to join them as well. We eventually met up with them once more only to find out that they had just been kicked out of another club as well because of the Dervish again. We spent a bit of time on the streets discussing what to do next. The Monkey sulked a little, he wasn't enjoying his night at all and he looked adorable sulking, poor thing, hahah. SweetRhapsody, Curly Pumpkin, and the Colored Fringe decide to call it a night and take the Dervish home with them. He babbled all kinds of nonsense but no one listened to him. The rest of us went to DV8 where they played first RnB, then techno, then, of all things, retro music! They played songs from Grease! It was weird but really fun at the same time. I really wished that SweetRhapsody had been there - she would have loved it, especially the retro music! The club closed around five and we ended up waiting ages in the freezing cold for a maxi cab that would take all six of us. We eventually made it home and I made myself a snack before collasping into bed.
By the way, this is also the night where yet another of my lighters got stolen. All I know was that it was passed around through several hands and somehow disappeared right before we left the Transit Flat to meet the cabs. It was never to be seen again.

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