I never could get the hang of Thursdays


Tonight’s events.
12/10/2008, 3:36 am
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It was a proper party. Not like the one earlier in the evening with nibbles, wine and angry neighbours.

Whoever owned the house (I didn’t meet them over the time I was there) had converted the basement into a club, with a bar, DJ booth and dancefloor (albeit with holes in). It was a real student party, I noticed a few people I know, hung around with some friends and stole someone’s beer. I was stood outside with my friend and a bloke absailed out of the third floor window. Back inside there were drugs, drink on the floor and posters everywhere. It was a real student house.

I paid £4 for a taxi back, and here I now am.

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