thursday i did a fair bit of sitting around then got on a bus to london... rocked up at ben's place which is pretty sweet... huge place with 5 bedrooms and lots of people around all the time.. thursday night we went to the slug and lettuce followed by the prospect, woke up *somewhere*... and i was very proud of myself for finding my way home, go me

friday night we headed to brixton hill, we were later told that we were lucky not to have been stabbed, tristand got robbed though and ben almost got in a fight, so it wasnt a total loss, i ended up in picadilly circus with shirlz and vic, met an american and a saffa and checked out a couple of bars, found someone to practice my french with turns out i havn't forgotten totally everything. go soho

saturday night kinda sucked, we were too late getting organised and didnt get in anywhere, did a lot of walking around and wasnt too fun at all, and i had a really small quarter pounder. go maccas