We had dinner at Nando's (never ever going back there) and went to a bar in Old Street afterwards. In the end only me, Ashley and Gwak were left and we walked around London searching for a bus pretending we were zombies, in Shaun Of The Dead style. As it was too late for me to be able to get home (again), I crashed at their place, first on the bed, but somehow ended up on the floor again after I got out of bed to put my coat on (i was cold). Then I found myself sleeping in the most awkward position ever; sitting on my knees with my head bowed to the ground and my arms around me. I woke up in the same position one hour later; with my legs completely paralyzed ofcourse.... When I went home the next day, I slept some more, and actually managed to oversleep in the evening, as I had to go to a gig at the Brixton Academy. I missed the Drums, except their last 2 songs, which I feel shite about.
Here some pictures I took
(haha, no clue who these fellas are, most likely HMV 'loss prevention officers', or the Brixton Academy security staff, having a night off.)
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