So yesterday, I decided to go AWOL from my usual Saturday afternoon DJing responsibilities at the Giffard in Wolverhampton. I gather a bunch of mates and head off to Birmingham... where I rapidly proceed to spend practically the entire of my weekly wages on Strongbow, Carling, Carlsberg, double shots of Fire & Ice, Stella Artois, one can of Coke, a deck of fags, a copy of Nasum - Inhale/Exhale and an egg and bacon sandwich. Over the course of the day I drank nearly my own body weight, bought a girl I'd previously never met a black rose, got thrown out of Subculture, recommended Steve Kenney from Frost some good death metal in Scruffy Murphy's, then ended up in Solihull at the house of the girl who I bought a rose for, with my best mate, having her mom make me cups of tea and donate the electric recliner chair for me to sleep on.
I'm bunking off work more often.
I'm bunking off work more often.