I begin this blog at a dreary 2 pm in the afternoon after a long night in the town. Our host Neal put us on the guestlist at a club called FunkyBuddah that he promotes for; the theme of the night was "pink".....typical european. So we had to bust out neal's wardrobe and dig deep for his pink clothing. *mum*--aren't we glad we bought that "euro pink tanktop." So anyways, we arrive at the club, and are immediately whisked to a "table"--a small lounge next to the danceflorr that usually goes for £800 a night--because we know neal we are given it for free, as long as we purchase a bottle. not a problem with me. The night was interesting--they dance differently here, and i never really caught on--but it was still a great night. We went to the house of a friend of neal's to let the alcohol exit the system--listened to music, talked, etc etc. Didn't get stefan home until 6 in the morning, when he realizes that he's lost his keys and phone. oh well--smoke a fag and ring the doorbell. only the next morning do we find out that they're in my pocket.

we finally get back to toad hall around 630 in the morning and crash.

anyways--were off to the EYE now, cheers