I Believe In A Thing Called Glove

Well, the day started off in the normal manner; I got up at half nine, sat on a chair glaring at the gleaming screen of my over-used computer, and talked to my lovely gay friend Brolli. After a few hours had crawled by, I decided it was time to pick up the phone, and call dearest Kris. She answered with a crackle (I had woken her up, and also, she had a terrible throat disease. Or a cold. Whatever), and it emerged that we were supposed to be meeting Rozza in el Kingstonia in half an hour. Uh, not going to happen. After the times had been sorted, we all trundled to our respective train stations, and caught buses (no, I don't know either), and arrived in the town of kings in time to meet some of le Spastiques and the Rox. Which was fun. It consisted of: getting food, talking to Nat Hurst (hahaha), sitting on lower ground by the fountain, pretending to push each other in (GOD, we are like SOOOOOO mature), made Oli out of giant lego, threw stuff down each others' tops, ran around like loonies, etc.

We then trundled off to Joe's abode. Hahahahahahaa. Norman Avenue. Class.

God this is so boring to recount. I'm really not in the mood for this.

Here are the basics of the evening:

• Steve and Abi turn up. We enter house.
• We look at cute photos of Joe. Bless.
• Rich doesn't turn up.
• We give Joe his lovely, lovely present. We are SO sorry, Slickarse.
  
• We eat pizza.
• Oli Gill turns up.
• We sit for a bit. Just... sitting. Yeh.
• Oli and Steve make it their mission to kiss me. I was very scared.
• We turn on the tv.
  
• Rich doesn't turn up.
• Tom does turn up.
• Couples eventually disperse through the house. Emma and Oli start 'getting it on'. Roxy and I leave. Phew.
• We go join some people in Joe's room. Joe is bassing, Kris is reading, Mike is listening to music and Abi is abi-ing.
• Five of us return to the sofa. I notice that there are three of the original Breakfast Club members. Yay.
• Oli and Emma join us. As a little memory of Steve's, we tell them to fuck off. Hahaha.
• A speaker is placed as a screen in front of Oli and Emma. Our eyes are henceforth saved the ickiness. Thank the LORD.
• Us five lie sprawled on the sofa for a bit, with occasional pokage, and thigh squeeziness. Hahahaa again.
• Rich STILL doesn't turn up.
• We go to the kitchen, for cereal eating and catching up with some members of the "gathering" who we haven't seen for a few hours. Ahem.
• I finally kisses both Steve and Oli. After an entire truck load of persuasion.
  
• Somehow, five of us end up on the sofa again, eating cake and drinking water. Abi and I make fun of Tom's flask. HAHAHA.
• Abi makes Tom wet.
• Tom makes Roxy wet.
• And everyone else.
• Rich still hasn't turned up. We give up on Rich. In fact, I quite expect he has been made up. Hmmm...
• Roxy and I laugh for a very long time, for not much of a reason.
• Roxy and I laugh a bit more.
• Aaaaaand a bit more.
• Tom leaves.
• Roxy and I laugh some more.
• Everybody returns from the respective rooms of lurrrve.
• Oli's shirt is inside out. Oo er.
• Everyone looks suitably dishevelled.
  
• Oli's dad turns up. Mike races after Oli, removing his shirt. Oli's dad doesn't look too amused.
  
• Everyone starts to leave. We go into the kitchen, eat cake and mini cheddars.