Fri - tired after being out every night in the week so nice dinner, bottle of wine and an early night cos me and Tom both had busy wkends ahead of us.
Sat - up early to get ready for the Eric Prydz daytime warehouse party, Tom was going on his work Christmas do to Spain, just as I'm about to leave at 10.30am Tom (who still wasn't dressed or packed) goes to me 'funk it, I can't be ar$ed to go all the way to Marbella for a night to drink champagne and take coke, book me a Eric Prydz ticket instead'
so he called his ex-boss made his excuses and came to meet me, Rach, Alun and Jamie for pre-warehouse drinks. Got into the warehouse soon after 2pm - what an amazing venue and soon after the place started filling up nicely and the DJ (no idea who was playing cos we were just there to see our lover Eric
) was playing lots of old classics which went down a treat. By mid-afternoon the place was full and the music was brilliant (again no idea who was playing
) as we waited for the main man who was on at 7.30pm. Mr C played before Eric and was ok but was a bit down tempo from what we'd had and what was coming up. Anyway at 7pm me and Rach assume stalking duties and Eric came on at 7.30pm on the dot, complete with his trademark woolly hat
Eric was abolutely superb, I love this man so much - in fact me and Rach are going to go and live in Sweden and marry him
And I'm sure he appreciated mine and Rach's stalking efforts, altho as the boys said he was probably thinking 'mmm aren't those Gollums and She-boggle attractive with their big 'fros'
As this was a daytime event it was an early finish at 9pm so we hung around for a bit, got jackets and then everyone came back to ours. We have the theory that daytime clubbing is the way forward cos you can get back, carry on for a bit but then still got a normal nights sleep. Back to ours for the usual carry on antics, still going strong at 6am (but it's all relative and if we'd gone out Saturday night we wouldn't have even left the club yet
), carried on and it's now midday (mmm this sleep theory doesn't appear to be working), now it's Sunday afternoon so we may as well watch the football
finally get to bed at 7pm and we realise that even if we go out earlier the only purpose it serves to do is make the session even longer

Sat - up early to get ready for the Eric Prydz daytime warehouse party, Tom was going on his work Christmas do to Spain, just as I'm about to leave at 10.30am Tom (who still wasn't dressed or packed) goes to me 'funk it, I can't be ar$ed to go all the way to Marbella for a night to drink champagne and take coke, book me a Eric Prydz ticket instead'











