There followed a party at which adjectivemarcus and spyinthehaus, ably assisted by slightlyfoxed and a chorus of LondonPolyBis, introduced me, by way of a song-and-dance routine, to 'The Big Book of Bastard', which involved party games such as 'waltzing in time to an ocarina whilst reciting the names of the Twelve Imaginary Planets' and 'explaining the 80s through the medium of designer glassware'.
I frequently love my dreams, and today is no exception, but what on earth? spyinthehaus was on the ocarina, by the way.
Edit : sparksoflight? Apparently I lied yesterday when I said I didn't see the all-made Midsummer Night's Dream. My LJ says I did. I just have barely any recollection of it whatsoever. Erm, sorry about that. How odd.