Showing posts with label Clubbing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Clubbing. Show all posts

Wednesday, 2 March 2011

Tuesdays Can Be Really Good

OASIS - GO LET IT OUT

Yesterday was ace, I showed Stella and Johanna what Skint Tuesday's at the Union are like.
Place fills up, 3000 people go. Here's our story:

Folk at mine, drinking wine:
Portraits:


Then we rolled to Art Bar, here shotting banana zambuca:

Annuka pulling faces and Kinky Roots, Art Bar's brilliant DJ
Art Bar is the best!
Nuka and I

Portrait of Paul:
Dan eats Paul:

Cuties
Cutie
Pool hall, I was somehow brilliant last night!
Floor 5 was super cosy
Let's get on with today now, shall we?

Saturday, 10 October 2009

gum



I hate yoga. I am too anti for yoga.
Yesterday was fun. I liked the flat party of postgrads.
Some guy read my palm and said I have no enemies and I will live past a 100 years.
Today there's another flat party in Seabraes. Maybe I'll go. I feel like I have an STD.
I feel sick. Now I am hitting the showers.

Friday, 9 October 2009


Shag Tag sucked royally. Mainly 'cause I wasn't out to shag.