Suppose I should actually comment on my weekend.
Met one of the guys I met out in Ibiza in June at King's Cross. We got some booze and jumped on the train, talking about lots of different things. Got to Sheffield for about 7pm, grabbed pizza and a few more cans then headed to another mates who I was staying at. Got ready there, a few more of his mates turned up, then we headed out about 10.50.
Met my best mate who lives in Bradford outside of the club, then headed in. Chaos started from this point onwards. Caught up with alot of the clubbing friends I've made over the years in and around Sheffield.
Hiddenagenda, the residents of OTR, played a good warm up set. Alex M.O.R.P.H. was disapointing. Signum smashed it. Downey smashed it. RAM had a great track selection but couldn't mix for toffee. Kept cocking up frequencies and brought a track in half way through a break down :\ . Sam Mitcham then came on, the Godskitchen resident, and he smashed it.
Couldn't tell you what songs that got played as I don't remember.
I lost my voice about 5am, and was completely unable to speak from that point onwards. I still can't speak now.
Went back to my mates, and had an after party at his.
Me and the friend I travelled up with then travelled back down to London. Half way along the journey, a friend in Brighton text me to say DJ Yoda had been cancelled. At this revelation, I went home, and went to bed
Got up on Sunday, and begun work on my 5000 word essay due next week.