Girls Get Birth­day

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So on Tues­day, me & Tukru went to the Girls Get Busy birth­day party at the Alibi in Dalston. Dalston is currently a bit of a pain in the arse to get to from mine, you have to walk about 20 mins to West Hamp­stead and then get the Over­ground (and two night buses back). There was Riot Grrrl karaoke, and cake, and Tukru and some other people I know djed, and over­all I had a good time and met some nice people, although it would have been better if the prick­ish men hanging out round the bar hadn’t been there.


I got chat­ting to Sarah because we both had camer­as. I thought she seemed vaguely famil­i­ar, and then when I checked Face­book she was a friend of a friend and I’d seen a picture of her before.


Tukru djing.


Karaoke wish­list.

Camille, one of the organ­isers, queuing up the karaoke tracks.


Wait­ing for a drink.


I can’t remem­ber who sang what songs now. Camille & Beth, the organ­isers. I feel this photo = spir­it of karaoke




Claire, Camille’s band­mate.


I chat­ted with the girl with the braids, she was really nice, but now I can’t remem­ber her name prop­erly. Annoy­ing.


Cake time.

It took us ages to get home, because we had to change night buses at Holborn, and the place where the next bus was going to stop was under road­works with no sign of a diver­ted stop, and we ended up having to walk to New Oxford St to catch it. We were glad to get off the Dalston bus though, there was a guy on there cough­ing and sneez­ing so viol­ently that a huge glob of green snot shot onto the bus floor.

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