The last 3 days have been pretty hectic with some late hours worked. It was stressful, tiring annoying and upsetting at times. But it was all fun. It was important, it made a difference and we were working towards something in specific and getting on with the person I was working with and pumping music out from the ‘puter can only have helped. Yesterday we had a last minute panic as we found a major problem. We managed to get a fix in moments and built again. A couple of hours later we released to the public for a final beta.
Then came the pub. One of the guys on the floor was leaving to move away, so there was a do on for that. Many many pints later the last few were due to move on to some club for the night. Anyway long story short, we ended up in Brixton at an all night rave. Its been a while since I was at one of them. To cut it even shorter the night went pretty much like this, offered drugs on the street every 2 paces till we reached the club, paid £15 fucking quid to get into the club, noticed and drooled over one of the most beautiful women I have seen in a long time. Spent the next couple of hours hanging out wishing that I had in fact had some drugs, but absolutely not going to get anything of the streets in Brixton, drinking some more, and eventually getting a couple of buses back home.