Hugo's Speaker Palace.
Lots of my friends turning up drunk and happy at various points.
Pagan Wanderer's opening song (sans amplification).
Tim Ten Yen's Byrne-esque poise and confidence.
DJing a fucked up mix of everything good and nobody complaining. And when people did come over to complain it turned out they just wanted to know what the song was.
Pil & Galia Kollectiv DJing with immaculate taste.
The venue being a stone's throw from my house.
Vicki Churchill.
Projected images.
Bobbygeorge's happy face when he left.
Seeing Napoleon IIIrd again. AWESOME.
Being deadly tired beyond belief while NapIIIrd, fidel, sarah and Pagan Wanderer drink cheap red wine, then joining in, breaking the tiredness barrier, then watching the sun come up while listening to their snores, drinking gin and juice with ice, then leaving them all sleeping in chairs and miraculously being the last man standing despite the fact that I didn't get home until 4.30 yesterday morning.
n'kay.
7.59am.
bored now.