exhaustedGood points :
wechsler, wechsler, wechsler, djm4, aegidian, asrana, elfgeek, trishpiglet, jhg, lolliepopp, sashajwolf, wechsler, daneel_olivaw, conflux, spikeylady, ergotia, countess_sophia, lilithmagna, ciphergoth, zoo_music_girl, ladymoonray, wildeabandon, swisstone, flick, nisaba, melston, fluffymark, fluffymormegil, valkyriekaren, happygoff, happygoff's Very Cute Boyfriend, ali_in_london, kitty_goth, childeric, steer, scatterbeetle, reddragdiva, arkady, zotz, 'Careless Memories' being played, dancing with zoo_music_girl to 'Ca Plane Pour Moi' (thank you!), multiple pompom attacks, daneel_olivaw's comments about some guy who was clearly the lovechild of Neo and Ian Dury, compliments on my outfit, finding the bit between the doors where there was actually a draught, kissing ali_in_london at last, kissing daneel_olivaw at last (sweet and innocent, me), 'Stand And Deliver', finally finding out who this uon person everyone keeps talking about is, seeing ciphergoth running to the dancefloor for some PWEI track, finding places to sit, putting my fingertips to the stars on the wristband dennyd put on me this morning and feeling lots better, brushing up against la Hatchet (and his leggings) as I left, finding a taxi immediately, chatting New Romantic with the driver who'd been a bit of a Soft Cell and OMD fan in his youth, ice cream. :) Oh, and did I mention wechsler?Later : ...finding that
snow_leopard has added me to her Friends list? My goodness. Um, hi.Bad points : Loki apparently donning a wig and false beard (and massively ill-advised leather kilt) to DJ - i.e. several (rather good) songs mixed into one another and not allowed to finish (it wasn't Loki, of course - he does it better than that), the heat, knowing at one point that there was something wrong with someone I love and not being able to ask what it was, the fucking resident fucking drunken fucking B-Movie fucking punks (especially on the dancefloor), feeling depressed and overloaded and too hot and claustrophobic and seventeen people choosing that moment to knock into me or spill drinks down me or stand on my feet, standard but kind of unexpected stabs of jealousy, stupid numbers of people, worrying about
redcountess after fluffydave relayed a mangled and incomprehensible message to me from reddragdiva, missing dennyd like I was missing all my limbs and several vital organs, not actually being able to reassure people completely. Or even at all.Just plain freaking weird things : Goth mums. They freak me out. I mean mothers of goths who are also goths, not goths who have babies. But goth mums who come out and dance better than their daughters. It's just, odd. But cool. But odd.
Dancing to 'Lullaby' and not being at all sure who I was dancing at/for/with. There are at least four possibilities. :)
Being on the dancefloor next to someone I really have so very little respect for, whom I rant about at every possible opportunity, and looking at him and getting a premonition that he and I would get involved. Oh wicked, bad, evil brain, it has been setting light to our beacon which, I've just remembered, is kitten-shaped. Mew.
Anyway. Wasn't that bad an evening but I'm glad I escaped when I did. Special thanks to
zoo_music_girl for being lovely and concerned and helpful and dancing with me. I love you sweetheart. ~hugs lots and lots~I'm going home to Sussex for the weekend early tomorrow morning. If I don't manage to get online over those two days, please don't panic, I aten't dead. My parents are just sulky about letting me use their computers, since I do to them what visiting geeks do to mine. ~g~
Very tired, so, sleep, I suspect, is good.
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