wow i've just come to realise that i dont really remember much between 3pm and 11pm on friday. i find this odd, in the past i have consumed a lot more than what i had on friday and remembered a whole lot more....all i know is that it was damn fun, possibly one of the funnest days ever, the go team were the best, they kick soooo much arse, i danced my arse off...GO go team!! magic numbers were second best - forever lost was so good, iggy was rockin but had a body that made me wanna spew, franz were entertaining, the white stripes were bloody awful and 2 many djs were A LOT better. however i am being reminded of things that happened that i have absolutely no recollection of eg b* said to me today he saw me and said hello, i have no memory of this, apparently he said i had 2 beers in my hand and i just smiled blankly back...then e* sends me photographic proof of myself guzzling down 2 beers at once...ah good times. But i am determined to peice together the day so if anyone saw me and knows what i was doing in this 8 hour period of my life, i'd love to hear some stories.
cheers
t
