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I went to the Hill on Friday to meet random Inliners, etc for karaoke. The only problem was that as soon as I left the house, my brain decided to shut down. Thus, I spent the entire night being horrendously tired, trying not to fall asleep, and not really talking to anyone except for a brief conversation with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rubytitania about tattoos and Buffy. We left about 11.00ish (I think) and got the bus back to Paul's - after a brief disagreement at the bus stop which was completely my fault for being moody in the first place - and, seriously, the entire 15 minute walk from the bus stop to his house is a complete blur... I was that tired.
Saturday was a day of lounging around. We watched the final four episodes of season 1 of Dead Like Me and then headed out to Kings Heath for his friend's birthday. We stayed there for an hour and then headed off into town to go to the Welly.
Hurst Street, please note: you need more than one cash point. Thank you. (That being said, there's one in O'Neills, but it's one of those that charges you £1.25 for the privilege of using it.)
Anyway, we saw and enjoyed Champagne Shirley and a bit from Vanilla, and Big Drunken Camp Paul showed off his equally amazing singing voice. We have decreed to buy that derelict building nearby and open a gay bar. Applications for bar staff readily accepted. :P
Good things about the Welly:
1) It's still gaining popularity so it's never rammed in there on Saturday nights.
2) It's populated by lovely people.
3) The drinks are fairly cheap.
4) They serve real Coke. This is the mark of a good pub.
5) There's always plenty of paper in the ladies', which seems a very minor thing, but always irritates me about large chain pubs when they don't have enough, especially on busy nights...
Upon leaving (at about 2.00am), we acosted Sober Paul and asked him very nicely to ask Asa on our behalf if he would sing Starlight Express for us at Hallowe'en (I'll post more about that later), since he burst randomly into the main song on Thursday when we mentioned it. The likilhood of him remembering is quite slim, but we can hope. ;) We would've asked him in person, but he was chatting with his mates andyoshithedragon was too drunk to cope with more abuse from Big Camp Drunken Paul.
Sunday we watched Nightmare Before Christmas and series 2 of Spaced, which was quite enjoyable.
I think that's about it...
I went to the Hill on Friday to meet random Inliners, etc for karaoke. The only problem was that as soon as I left the house, my brain decided to shut down. Thus, I spent the entire night being horrendously tired, trying not to fall asleep, and not really talking to anyone except for a brief conversation with
rubytitania about tattoos and Buffy. We left about 11.00ish (I think) and got the bus back to Paul's - after a brief disagreement at the bus stop which was completely my fault for being moody in the first place - and, seriously, the entire 15 minute walk from the bus stop to his house is a complete blur... I was that tired.Saturday was a day of lounging around. We watched the final four episodes of season 1 of Dead Like Me and then headed out to Kings Heath for his friend's birthday. We stayed there for an hour and then headed off into town to go to the Welly.
Hurst Street, please note: you need more than one cash point. Thank you. (That being said, there's one in O'Neills, but it's one of those that charges you £1.25 for the privilege of using it.)
Anyway, we saw and enjoyed Champagne Shirley and a bit from Vanilla, and Big Drunken Camp Paul showed off his equally amazing singing voice. We have decreed to buy that derelict building nearby and open a gay bar. Applications for bar staff readily accepted. :P
Good things about the Welly:
1) It's still gaining popularity so it's never rammed in there on Saturday nights.
2) It's populated by lovely people.
3) The drinks are fairly cheap.
4) They serve real Coke. This is the mark of a good pub.
5) There's always plenty of paper in the ladies', which seems a very minor thing, but always irritates me about large chain pubs when they don't have enough, especially on busy nights...
Upon leaving (at about 2.00am), we acosted Sober Paul and asked him very nicely to ask Asa on our behalf if he would sing Starlight Express for us at Hallowe'en (I'll post more about that later), since he burst randomly into the main song on Thursday when we mentioned it. The likilhood of him remembering is quite slim, but we can hope. ;) We would've asked him in person, but he was chatting with his mates and
yoshithedragon was too drunk to cope with more abuse from Big Camp Drunken Paul.Sunday we watched Nightmare Before Christmas and series 2 of Spaced, which was quite enjoyable.
I think that's about it...