Odd evening. After the devastation we shall call the rugby game I needed to go for a drink. Went with Ross and Em to a student house party. House parties are either lame of rockin. This wasn't rockin.
After missioning to London Bridge, being asked if I had any crack (and not the Irish kind) by some bloke pulling up in a car, having kids try bum fags off me and traversing through the hookers, we arrived at the party. We walked in and the lights were all off, there were about 7 Chinese students dancing to what I can only call World Music Salsa that was truly ghastly with some random blokes and girls dotted around. Not knocking foreign students or anything, but this was such an eclectic mix of people that all knew each other and was a fairly small party that I new this wasn't the evening I was looking for.
So a rescue call to James and I polite sneaking out, I was in a cab to On Anon. Walked past the queue of epic proportions and got in with the guest list James was on. Was standing to check my jacket in and realised I was in babe city.
Eventually found James and Nat, and discovered that Nat had been keeping a load of gorgeous friends well hidden from me. Since dating is pretty much an observational sport for me, I just grinned lot, made the request guy comments about great tits and stuff to James, who agreed when Nat wasn't in ear shot. I chatted a bit with her friends but nothing really much.
Eventually we moved to the way to crowded dance floor where they were actually playing some decent choons. It was really dark and smoky and the kind of vibe that needed someone to grind against slowly with the music and let the crowd fade away. Unfortunately I was surrounded by these gorgeous but largely uninteresting/uninterested girls.
I don't know what else to say. Besides a bit of general perving (hey I'm a bloke) which was fun if not interactive, it was just really an odd evening.
Still good to get out.