it's sad, but true. there was not one girl in the whole place last night that i'd consider getting into bed with - and this was while quite drunk and when everyone looks much better than they really do.

like matt said, the english are ugly.

and while i was on the lookout for some pretty girl that was gonna knock my socks off, people kept spilling drinks on my arms, in my bag, on my feet and pushing me around. the music was pretty cool though, disco-funk with a lot of percussion to tap your feet and roll your hips to.

we also spotted a couple of hoxton-haircuts, and the blazer crews - two very spiffy-looking but also quite pretentious/cool groups of people that tend to hang around one another to validate their pretentious/cool-ness. they're the sort that stand around the bar, holding a drink in one hand and looking down their noses with a slight curl of the upper lip - the disaffected sneer. one wonders, if they don't like being there that much, why not just finish that drink and leave? rather easy solution, innit?

and, why is it that once you have straight black hair and bangs cut straight across the forehead everyone assumes that you're japanese? the next 'moshi-moshi arigato ohaiyo gozaimasu' i hear from someone goosing me on the street will lead to severe blunt force trauma.

but apart from all that, i had a great time last night. fabulous dinner with old friends, and then going for more alcohol and dancing with my housemates at rivington street... this really should happen more often.