play some metallica

last night is the only thing worth blogging about. it was fuck off funny. and fuck off cold. it took us for fucking ever to find this rad little space for the motley crue party. guitar hero was projected onto the wall. cigarettes were free and the JD n cokes were the strongest ive ever had. it was at about 10pm that i stopped feeling the cold. we pissed behind cars in DICK street all night because there wasnt a toilet. we don't think. then we found the best car park with the best lighting so we took some really not serious photos. before we knew it we were back on oxford street. again. art factory was full of gay dickheads. again. music was on and off. again. my drink got thrown at someone and someones drink got thrown at me. redbull and vodka to the eyeballs. thought i was blind for a good 3 minutes. washed all that shit off. looked blazed as a mother fucker. got given some guys beer, guy got real mad and then got spat on. went back downstairs and nothing really happened i dont think oh apart from corey? giving me a drink which was totally way too cool and way too unneccisary. went back up outside and she was pouring rose flizzavoured cream on people which was too funny but then cream went on me so then it went on her face but then i got pinned down and it was all fucking over me and i looked like i'd just been covered in cum. anyways it was too hilarious to not wipe it off and ask people about the cum on my face. got in a taxi went home but it took me forever to get there or something. uhhhh brain hurts today and work is way too soon. i still smell like roses.

oh and i won cd's and shit after kissing some girl and yelling out "play some metallica"