Rock and fucking roll...

[denny]

Okay, I think can safely say I really am having one of those weeks.

Having lost my date for last night, I moped around for a bit then decided "Fuck it, I am going out" at 9pm, and declared a mission to visit Rock City with my friend darklightimages. By quarter to ten we were on the M1 headed North. The journey there was stunningly uneventful - light traffic, we didn't get lost, we were there not much past 11pm. Result.

Rock City is cool.

(I hadn't been before - I will be going back)

There was much headbanging, bouncing, and general having lots of fun. They have a room with mostly good metal playing, a room of older rock stuff, and a room of mostly bleepy goth stuff. This makes for a happy Denny.

Nottingham apparently has something like a 5:1 female:male ratio... this makes for a very scenic rock club full of cute girls in short skirts... which also makes for a happy Denny :) Especially when one of the cute girls decides to latch onto me and start chatting...

Things started to get a bit naff when the cute girl suddenly got dragged off by her friends at 1am, just when we'd started getting nice and friendly... still, I got her phone number earlier in the evening, so all was not lost. Of course, someone did steal her mobile about ten minutes after that, so her number isn't much use for the next few days. I gave her my number too, and she's rung me today, so I guess I made a good impression or something. I'd still rather she'd stayed until the end and, erm, 'chatted' some more ;)

At 2:30am, when things started to wind down at Rock City, we headed outside, wandered up the road to the car park where we'd left the car, and found... that it had been locked up at 1am. No access until 6am.

Oh. Bollocks.

I think it would be fair to officially declare the evening as having 'gone wrong' at this stage.

We arsed around a bit, and then I declared that we were going to get a hotal room and fucking sleep, because I was tired. So we did. Just before midday we got up, and went to retrieve my car, then we headed home, with a detour to look around Nottingham Castle (darklightimages has a thing about castles).

So. Last weekend I spent over £100 on two hours out at a shit BDSM club, due to having my car window broken etc. This week I've spent about £100 on a few hours out at a cool rock club, due to parking fines and unexpected hotel stays. At least I had fun this time, I suppose, but I really can't afford this shit - I've blown pretty much all my 'going out' money in the first few days of this month's salary, which sucks lots...

I guess I'd better get those HMV vouchers off my dad and go get some DVDs to watch, because it looks like I'll be staying home alone a fair bit this month :(

On the bright side, I'm pretty sure that I'm not just feeling sorry for myself, I really am having a unreasonably fucked up week :)

Comments

[feanelwa.livejournal.com]

You poor thing!
Well, since Duncan is having to do some work soon (and me being not conducive to him doing work) i'm going to be at a bit of a loose end around next weekend, and within travelling distance of yours with a bag full of clothes and stuff...

[dennyd.livejournal.com]

Ooh :)

I'm supposed to be in London Friday night with duranorak, but I should be back sometime on Saturday. I'll give you a ring at some point during the week and see if we can arrange to hook up then...