Different, I'll give you that.

Finished work at 10pm. Didn't get home till quarter to eleven: soaked with sweat from biking with big rain coat on and devoid of energy after worst day at work all week. Jump out of shower feeling mightily refreshed. Missus and I take trip to twenty four hour Tescos and do weekly shop. Stick food away into cupboards, crack open missus' last mini-can of Heineken and booked taxi. Arrive outside Mercy at 1:56am. Mates leave club and we proceed to amble up through town in an undecisive and failed mission to find an afterhours night on. Head back to Prince of Wales to meet mate's brother and pal. Leave them with one of our group and jump in taxi bacj to Thorpe. Pile round mate's mate's house who lives just down road from me. Chat with his missus untill she needs bed. Sit outside and talk untill just two of us left. Head indoors as he's getting cold. He passes out whilst I spraff about making music on my computer. Leave him be at 7am and stroll down to Sainsburys. Intrigued by billboard ad outside garage so buy EDP to see what Hucks had to say for himself. Stroll back to outside mate's house. Try out the 'backdoor' route back to my house, getting confused a couple of times by myriad of footpaths and similar cul-de-sacs. Get home at half seven. Amuse self with paper and pc untill I feel mate's have had enough sleep. Plan to head back and get them up to carry out last night's plan: brekky at Sainsbury's, tour of my new home (that they haven't seen yet), followed by dj set at low volume untill missus gets up. Head into twon for Lord Mayor's Procession and djs at Henry's. Have a laugh. Drink some beer. Pass out as soon as get back home.

Posted By: DJ Ginga, Jul 9, 10:46:57