phunkedelico says: (14:50:54)
write it on your hand NOW

phunkedelico says: (14:51:12)
write ‘E - drinks @ ten bells 5.30′

m-a says: (14:51:49)
E drinks ten bells - wow u got a big mouth

phunkedelico says: (14:52:57)
yeah

and even then, the bastard only got there at 6. and the girls, they turned up sometime around then too, but i hadn’t told them to write it down on their hands, see.

so there was drinking and gossiping and watching a boy fall off his bike in front of the pub, more laughing (not at the boy that fell of his bike, mind. he was embarassed enough as it was, bless him), chatting about our ‘future plans’ and holiday plans and about cheap rental in bristol.

then it was off to tottenham court road where miko was tutoring someone (in microeconomics, of all things), and the plan was to go to seville a mia but we ended up at the fitzroy tavern instead and stayed till closing time. so it was there that we chatted somemore, about what i can’t really tell anymore, and then mika turned up. (oh i like this miko - mika thing, it’s so sickeningly sweet and cute) she was very nice and genteel in the way only chinese girls can be, you know, delicate features, wispy voices and flyaway hair and thin like they’d blow away in a gust of london wind. obviously incredibly intelligent as well. but then, only the best for miko because he deserves it, really.

and then i’d left my little-bicycle chained to the fence of the spitalfields church, because tottenham court road is still too far for me to cycle to, and anyway mark was driving. which is why i’ve got to go get it now, and hope that it’s still in one piece and that no thieving asshole has taken it to pieces to sell for scrap metal to fund his drug habit. the bastards.