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I was going to do a nice, chronological report of My Trip To London, but instead I'm going to blather and rave.

First two evenings, I went and looked at the classic tourist landmarks, like Big Ben et al. Was rather unimpressed by that, really. Sort of faded into nothingness compared to, say, Antwerp Cathedral. Odd.

Saturday, I met Zed. Nervous as hell about that, but it was actually v. cool. As usual, I babbled. I do that. Nat, Mol, better learn to deal with it. Zed took me to Camden.

Camden, Camden, Camden. Man, I just wanted the buy the whole fucking neighbourhood. I actually ended up buying a [one!] vynyl skirt. Really cool one, with press-on-buttons on the sides. There was a corset which I might've bought if I'd have had the cash for it. But, skirt, good. And lusting after clothes, v. good.

We then spent a few hours eating [me] at PIzza hut, and then having coffee at some cafe near Slimelight, talking about, among others, slash. In detail. Rather loudly. It amuses me, looking back on it. Heh.

Then came Slimelight, where we had trouble finding the cloakroom, but once that was settled I sort of fell into this trance and danced for four fucking hours, stopping only twice, once to drink and once for a toilet break. Then we sort of tried to sleep a bit, and I think I got in about an hour and a half of sleep in two and a half hours time, which was kinda good. I klept being awoken by this girl, asking me if I was alright. Realising now she had her arm over my shoulders the first time, and on my leg the second, and I didn't freak. Huh. Amazink.

Anyway, I got in another 90 minutes of dancing before Slimelight closed and we went to the tube station and basically went our seperate ways. I went to Waterloo Station, changed into jeans and T-shirt, bought a book and got on the train, where I got in another hour of sleep, and breakfast.

And then I came home at 4PM local time, and I. Cannot. Sleep. Seriously, I cleaned my room, did laundry, and now I'm sitting here waiting to go eat and go see a movie, because I'm just completely awake. Body-o-mine, you baffle me.

I'll be posting a list of things that baffled me about Brits tomorrow, btw, when I feel more coherent. For now, it's gonna be food in 15 minutes, and chatting till then. G'night, all. And Zed, I hope you got home safely.

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Re: Slimelight and genders -- Heh. I spent a good time of my awkae-but-not-dancing time playing "Guess That Gender!" 's Fun. Although a few times, I was lusting after someone only to find out she was a he. Messes with my sexuality. Bad Slimelight. Not nice. :D