Went to a 'trendy' bar on Saturday night in Covent Garden. For trendy read: overpriced, small, dismissive staff, no dance floor, weird music... So left and went to an indie club playing the likes of Beat It by Jacko and Come On Eileen, and even Three Lions, and where the pints come in plastic glasses and people have no pretensions about being drunk. Much better. Although was expensive to get in. So, who wins? I don't know.
In fact, why the hell do we pay money to get drunk. I felt terrible yesterday and still am knackered today.
Also, last night I watched Man On Wire. Man it was good. Strangely moving too, and wonderfully soundtracked. Finally - do you remember your teeth fall out when you're young. Weird that isn't it? What a strange evolutionary habit to develop. Ah well.
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