RJ Brudenell (azoth) wrote,
RJ Brudenell
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Erm, I should probably write about the weekend.

I went to London. Got to Sarah's at 10.30pm. We drank absinthe and headed to the Electric Ballroom. Got groped by bouncers on the way in. Walked around a lot. Kevan stared at some ladies dancing in cages. Sarah danced, alone. I drank lots of expensive vodka. We got very lost on the way home. We watched the sun rise from the top of a double decker bus. Ate scotch eggs. Slept for a couple of hours. Went to Camden, minus Sarah. Did shopping whilst still asleep. Drank lots of tea. Went home. Engaged hangover.

There, didn't that just scream of a thrilling trip to the capital! I'd expound on it somewhat but I really can't be buggered at the moment.
Tags: booze, kev, london, sarah
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