![]() Actually he also played the Mystikz' latest anthem "Haunted", but for some reason it was jumping all over the place. Krys, in his role as Forensics, then played an hour of breakstep 'oldies' (ie, stuff that came out last year) in the front room. So I guess that means I'm still an arsehole. ![]() Later on, without warning, he bought me one back, thus regaining the moral high ground. Feeling slightly embarrassed and disgusted with myself, I bought Krys a beer in an attempt to ease my conscience. "Fuck" I thought to myself, "I'm turning into an arsehole". He apologised profusely and promptly dashed off to get my four quid back for me. When I saw Ruffnek Discotek co-organiser Krys, I gave him a stiff reprimand for his oversight. But when you consider that, less than a year ago, I'd never been on a guestlist for anything ever, it seems odd that I'm already growing very accustomed to the preferential treatment afforded by my blogging activities, to the point where I now actually expect to get in for free (apart from Pinch's dances, of course!). They forgot to put me on the guestlist, the shits. ![]()
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