Not quite squatting it

Juicelog Sat 290907: Tried to buy some empty capsules this afternoon and couldn’t find one shop/pharmacy in central London that sold them. After dim sum with Robbie & Danny, I picked up the biggest bday pressie I got which was a Veuve Clicquot orange manbag and headed home in preparation for the queer squat party I had been invited to.

Saturday night started with the highly entertaining Cabaret with Paul C, David M, David M’s folks, Ruben and Bent Dick. A song and a dance later, I assembled with Kevin’s cluster for liquor consumption. Unfortunately Kevin persuaded us to go clubbing instead and so had to abandon the squat party.