I have arisen and recovered!
Couple of dissapointing things that i know i should have totally expected and pissed me off;
1) That queue outside of rock city, particularly the some of the absolute cunts who were in it.
2) a conversation overheard in the toilets at trent union; "new rave, man, that shits dead, i wanna see new new romantics..." without a hint of irony, i might add. JUST GO SHOVE YOUR HEAD BACK UP YOUR ARSE MATE!
3) incessant myspace sponsorship, particularly glowsticks. NO.
4) Stealth that night. I probably got raped three times and didnt notice it for the sheer amount of people, and i was just trying to find my friends. Also queuing outside for twenty minutes to be faced with the prospect of hot club de paris, or chromeo, also being dismayed at the amount of people watching them.
Aside from that Blonde Redhead and Talibam! were ace, as wer AIH and annuals. Apologies to Jordan for blanking (?) him and also i think i was stood literally about two feet away from Hell85 and Sadpunk and didnt say anything for some irrational fear i had of confirming scary stalker status in my mind.