Boogie Night

Carleigh and I went for a boogie at the incredibly trashy Playpen agian last night.

Trashy as the poppy music is, there are occasionally awesome GEMS that one can rock out to.. like Guns n Roses, Lenny Kravitz, cheesy 80s hits.. bless.. oh, and Kylie Minogue.

On this particular night, I thought I was in a gay bar as there were FAR too many topless men cavorting around. Except, having had my contacts in, I realised that I was definitely not in a gay bar as these guys had really unattractive bodies.

Sweaty badness.

So many attractive women, SOOOO many unattractive men with them. I wonder how that works.

Crashed at Carleigh's and this morning, when she awoke, she said: "It better be after 12."

It was 12:01.