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Thanks to everyone who came along on Saturday. I was flitting like a motherfucker, so apologies if I missed out on boring anyone with my drunken repartee. It was great to see so many people come along, especially to something that revolved around me. And a drunken me at that. So yes, I'm really impressed at the turnout - bearing gifts, no less! - and thank you all muchly, muchly, muchly for coming. And for not laughing at my comical boots of doom. Y'all rock. Hard.
And I think this picture really says it all about the evening; alas, the "my raison d'etre is to suck cock" photo hasn't shown up yet, but this is just as good. Take it away, Flame...
More to come, I assure you. As soon as the developing occurs.
Today's the real birthday, and it's nowhere near as much fun as Saturday night. Even if we didn't make it into soho "FOR A COFFEE!".
Heh.
[ 25-02-2002: Message edited by: The Return Of Rothkoid ] |
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But yes, our chair-guarding was superb, except when I was guarding a chair and someone took it because I was too lacking in basic assertiveness to stop them, and I had to run across the bar and get another one, which I did, and slipped it back into the spot before whoever it was came back from the bar none the wiser to how close he had been to total chairlessness. I not claiming never to fuck up, but I do always try to make things right as best I can aftywords. 
