This is a 3:51am blip. Just got back from a bangin' night at The Liquid Rooms with some buddies to see Netsky and Andy C. Some really amazing sounds were being pulled out in the last hour, just to squeeze the last ounce of energy out of everyone in the room.

After that it was a short but casual walk home as I watched how utterly ridiculous and embarrassing Edinburgh can be on a Saturday night. Police having to question people and help a hurt victim on the ground outside of Stereo, some pricks throwing a bottle at a taxi that didn't stop for them, some police questioning what was obviously the remains of a fight on Lothian Road, a woman crying right outside of the Caledonian Hotel as her husband/boyfriend(?) looked back in disgust at her, and some real gentlemen whistling at a scantly-clad high-heel wearing jezebel as she struggles to make her t-rex walk* across Shandwick. Oh, and between all that, walking by no less than a dozen piles of puke on the ground.

Yeah, that was my walk home. Hopefully I'll at least regain some hearing tomorrow. If not, it was worth it! Goodnight.

*t-rex walk is what i call it when you see chicks wearing ridiculous high heels and struggle to walk in them, i liken them to t-rexs making one calculated step after another while their short arms hold on to their handbags.....cuz that's what t-rexs do