Jul. 14th, 2004 01:48 pm
Cremation Of Senses In Friendly Fire
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vin_petrolWell, I had an absolutely fantastic weekend! Most of it involved a long celebration of ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ant_girls's birthday, so huge thanks to her for organising various fun events.
Friday night wasant_girl's birthday meal at the Royal Dragon in York. Nice food and mellow company, although I did tell a horrendously nasty anti-French joke which I'm sure means clotilde has told the rest of you a fun factoid. I wandered back via gothgrr's, where I helped her, rainbowskye and ashe_black demolish a tub of ice cream. The logic was that when ice cream melts it's liquid, and water is a liquid, so eating ice cream is really like drinking water. At 0100 I was flagging and ready for some serious sleeping, so I went home. Yawning and about to stagger to my bed, my phone rang! It was a *very*, *very* drunk resyk, who then spent some time trying to convince me to go out night clubbing with him. At some point during the phone call (as far as I can tell) he fell over and couldn't get back up. I declined his offer, and (eventually) got to bed.
[The conditionresyk got himself into can be judged from this blog entry]
Saturday was the next step inant_girl's birthday weekend, a trip to the The Forbidden Corner. Driving past the numerous ethanol-users staggering about in York City Centre (it was a race day), I drove up to the station and picked up a_crow. We had some vague maps and idea of where we were going, but we actually got there with no real hassles. Some pictures may follow.
The Forbidden Corner was fantastic. It started off OK, but once I got to the underground bit I was transfixed. The grotto was incredible. It reminded me of the sort of thing would would encounter in a computer game like Silent Hill or Resident Evil, all gloomy and atmospheric. Like many people who went, I figure a return visit when the place is less busy would be a good plan. The stepping stone approach to the underground temple was great, and I did like the stone giant's bottom :-)
I then tookmiss_dark back to my house for tea. I got kinda lost and vague on the way back, and even drove through Horrorgate (eek!) miss_dark was introduced to my cats (meow). Then everyone went out to Darklands in York, which was lots of fun. Much ethanol was used, and various people were giggly and glowy by the end of the evening (yes, gothgrr and rainbowskye, I mean *you*: "non-alcoholic black current juice with a hint of cider" indeed!) To be honest, Darklands got a bit hot for me, but the "chill out room" in the form of the beer garden to the rear sorted me out.
Sunday morning I got up and made scones for the British GP watching session atsteer's. Some people who attended looked a little the worse for wear :-) As it was the British GP, we had curry. steer made a fantastic mushroom curry (mmmm, mushrooms), plus a hot prawn curry too - I broke my dietary rule and ate arthropod. The scones went down well with lovely (French) jam and whipped cream. The race was of medium interest, mostly due to gothgrr's enthusiasm over young Kimi leading for a bit, till nasty, horrible Schumacher overtook him via faster pit stops.
Sunday evening the weekend finished with a trip to Manchester to see KMFDM - a band I've wanted to see live for years. They were really good, although I was feeling pretty tired by this point and I think the rest of the crowd was too. There were signs up before the gig saying that KMFDM would be finished by a "10.30 curfew", which really made it feel like a Sunday night. The band themselves called us all cunts for being so quiet. It really did feel like the end of a fantastic weekend. Still, it was great to finally see KMFDM live. Their current female lead singer is gorgeous: she sings well, looks good, and writhes well on stage, scowling at us across her keyboard/mixing desk thing. A perfect female singer: gloriously attractive and also unattainable *sigh*.kneeshooter took some great pics of KMFDM at the London gig.
After a Mancunian kebab (average) and a drive home where I dozed off (although I do recallmistressmalaise singing Piss On Your Grave by the Scary Bitches very loudly at some point), I fell into bed at 0100 and slept the sleep of the Damned.
ant_girls's birthday, so huge thanks to her for organising various fun events.Friday night was
ant_girl's birthday meal at the Royal Dragon in York. Nice food and mellow company, although I did tell a horrendously nasty anti-French joke which I'm sure means clotilde has told the rest of you a fun factoid. I wandered back via gothgrr's, where I helped her, rainbowskye and ashe_black demolish a tub of ice cream. The logic was that when ice cream melts it's liquid, and water is a liquid, so eating ice cream is really like drinking water. At 0100 I was flagging and ready for some serious sleeping, so I went home. Yawning and about to stagger to my bed, my phone rang! It was a *very*, *very* drunk resyk, who then spent some time trying to convince me to go out night clubbing with him. At some point during the phone call (as far as I can tell) he fell over and couldn't get back up. I declined his offer, and (eventually) got to bed.[The condition
resyk got himself into can be judged from this blog entry]Saturday was the next step in
ant_girl's birthday weekend, a trip to the The Forbidden Corner. Driving past the numerous ethanol-users staggering about in York City Centre (it was a race day), I drove up to the station and picked up a_crow. We had some vague maps and idea of where we were going, but we actually got there with no real hassles. Some pictures may follow.The Forbidden Corner was fantastic. It started off OK, but once I got to the underground bit I was transfixed. The grotto was incredible. It reminded me of the sort of thing would would encounter in a computer game like Silent Hill or Resident Evil, all gloomy and atmospheric. Like many people who went, I figure a return visit when the place is less busy would be a good plan. The stepping stone approach to the underground temple was great, and I did like the stone giant's bottom :-)
I then took
miss_dark back to my house for tea. I got kinda lost and vague on the way back, and even drove through Horrorgate (eek!) miss_dark was introduced to my cats (meow). Then everyone went out to Darklands in York, which was lots of fun. Much ethanol was used, and various people were giggly and glowy by the end of the evening (yes, gothgrr and rainbowskye, I mean *you*: "non-alcoholic black current juice with a hint of cider" indeed!) To be honest, Darklands got a bit hot for me, but the "chill out room" in the form of the beer garden to the rear sorted me out.Sunday morning I got up and made scones for the British GP watching session at
steer's. Some people who attended looked a little the worse for wear :-) As it was the British GP, we had curry. steer made a fantastic mushroom curry (mmmm, mushrooms), plus a hot prawn curry too - I broke my dietary rule and ate arthropod. The scones went down well with lovely (French) jam and whipped cream. The race was of medium interest, mostly due to gothgrr's enthusiasm over young Kimi leading for a bit, till nasty, horrible Schumacher overtook him via faster pit stops.Sunday evening the weekend finished with a trip to Manchester to see KMFDM - a band I've wanted to see live for years. They were really good, although I was feeling pretty tired by this point and I think the rest of the crowd was too. There were signs up before the gig saying that KMFDM would be finished by a "10.30 curfew", which really made it feel like a Sunday night. The band themselves called us all cunts for being so quiet. It really did feel like the end of a fantastic weekend. Still, it was great to finally see KMFDM live. Their current female lead singer is gorgeous: she sings well, looks good, and writhes well on stage, scowling at us across her keyboard/mixing desk thing. A perfect female singer: gloriously attractive and also unattainable *sigh*.
kneeshooter took some great pics of KMFDM at the London gig.After a Mancunian kebab (average) and a drive home where I dozed off (although I do recall
mistressmalaise singing Piss On Your Grave by the Scary Bitches very loudly at some point), I fell into bed at 0100 and slept the sleep of the Damned.![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
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Bah... she is not your type... she is *my* type.
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Ah, fair point, she's a bit thin for me. But she *writhed* well ... and *scowled* well too.
Tell you what, if the human race is reduced to you, me, her and the two women from The Scary Bitches, you can repopulate the planet with her if I can do it with The Scary Bitches? Sounds fair to me.
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But I accept the deal re: the scary bitches.
"can do it with The Scary Bitches?"
Re: "can do it with The Scary Bitches?"
Ah, but you won't be able to 'cos you're DEAD! There's only the five of us left, and clearly we have a responsibility to repopulate the planet. They'll both be gagging for it after a few weeks of no sex :-)
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I'm sure I wouldn't have wandered around chuckling to myself and telling everyone I loved them and making them have group hugs and dance to the Dead Kennedys..surely not...
:)
You were very kind and solicitous after our welfare on Sunday though - I'm sure the rehydration process would have been much longer without your ministrations!