A lovely evening was spent sitting in a comfy leather chair and listening to some telecommando jams and giggling about bachelor scenarios.

Despite trying to function on 3 hrs of sleep, Gus' was great fun.

Except a few awkward moments:

me: I wouldn't dance with that old man-does that make me mean?
alfred: shurg
me: meh. *So I wouldn't patronize a complete (and drunken) stranger. I guess because of me an angel won't get it's wings and all the orphan kittens of the world will die a bloody, painful and ...useless (yes that's terrible) death.Evil. Evil. Me. OH I CAN"T TAKE ITTTTT!*

I'm not pointing a finger at you alfie. Just standing up for those of us who turn down the token old guy. ps-Great show tonight!

h: look at those 2 guys who came in-that one's cute-!
me: he's with my chemistry teacher from high school.

Yah. You know, the 'young' teacher who wanted to be your friend but then would breakdown -while in the middle of explaining about delta change in something something- about how his girlfriend took off with his friend and sold the gifts he gave her to finance her new beau's xmas present- a watch.

Show tomorrow-wait, today. Should be ahem, cough good. Good times.

See you there.