Oh No, Soho !!!

If I have a brain left can someboody please tell me where it is cos I can't find it ....

Sooo another fine weekend of absolute carnage .. That was a top party on Fri night apart from the fact that although we had booked the whole top floor of a private members club , the managers had other plans and made it a free for all .. so we had people we didn't know drinking our free ( prepaid by the host's ) fukin champagne all night .. Lucky for them , expensive for us ... Left there about five in the morning and went back to my mate A's ( boy ) house where my mate C ( girl ) decided to throw a hissy fit ... " O woe is me , nobody loves me , you lot just have no Idea about how hard it is " etc. etc. etc ..
I'm not being funny C, but get the fuck over yourself , you are older then six I do believe .. So after about four hours of trying to calm her down and stop her crying and bawling and stomping round the house , I thought " fuck this mate " and got a cab home alone ...

Got in about 9 am , couldn't sleep, so did some more drugs and hit the pub at opening time .. Good skills .. 1 no. boy scout hardcore trooper badge reqd thus ....

Anyway left the pub about 8pm , tooootallly slooshedd, got in another cab , met up with a few mates , all on the same downward spirral , and went to Soho , Oh no!! , Soho !!!

Absolutely lashed by this point , so rang the man !! " What Again? " , he says, " err yeah kid again " , I say...

So after a brief hour , mainly trying to stand up and chat up girl at same time ( no mean feat , I can tell you ) , he arrives and ally kerblam !!, as if by magic were all completely sober and ready to start again ... All good ...

My mate FT takes us all into this really posh members bar .. Far too bling for my liking .. So we interact and socialise, as you do ... and I've brought the girl from the pub with me , very pretty this one ( taking her for dinner next week ) ..

Soo, It gets to about 3 in the morning and another mate TC decides it would be a good idea to start dancing on the table , but the table has other ideas and decides it would be a good idea to fukin collapse , Oh Fuck .. TC lands on a bunch of model's from New York and cleans out " Oh ", about a grands worth of Crystal champagne ... I pretend not to be with TC as he gets handbagged to death in a Flurry of pretty things and Prada ,( not so fukin pretty covered in Crystal though Ha !!! ) and gets thrown out of the club .. By this point I'm laughing so hard that I get thrown out the club , I guess laughing in this kind of place is fukin socially unexceptable Eh!!! Fukin planks ..... and about two minutes later the rest of the gang are ejected..

We start to walk away , when four of the NY Model's chaparones come flying out of the club ready to do battle .. BATTLE !!!!

We get into an allmighty ruckus in the middle of Soho , ( Oh No, Soho !!! ) , which leaves four very stunned chaperone type people lying in the gutter of dreams ... We fukin warned you lad's, you can't say we didn't ...

At this point the Rosser's ( police ) arrive , and my mate says " youv'e just missed em mate they ran off down there .. " , so off toddle the little men in blue, all serious and profesional .. See Ya !!! .... we pile into three cabs and off we go to my mates house.. Lost the girlie tho but have number ( called today , she missed all the action thankfully , date still on ... ) ..

Left my mates house about 8 this morning and here I am , writing with dearest Apple Mac ...

Gonna make Curry A la me for tea .... Need some spice in my system ..

All ready for another week of joy in London ...

Listening to : Dick Dale And His Del-Tones " King of the surf guitar " , sounds exactly like how my head feels ...

Say no more ....