Saturday night in east berlin .
Tuesday night? Incredible . Sweaty, so incredibly sweaty, sweatier in fact than i have ever been in my life , but it was good friends it was a good crowd and it was bloody good music . Mike grabbed my hand and we shoved the bodies left right and centre and found ourselves pressed beneath the music . Drying off in the cool night, my dress eventually became opaque again , we ran around sainsburys buying cans of coke cans of coke. Afterwards , kele DJd while we casually stood in the corner chatting to Matt Tong and Russell, finally getting matt to move his loafered feet to the beat, limbs flailing.
As regards tomorrow night and in fact the weekend as a whole i am facing it with the same sense of excitement and apprehension with which i always do, nervous nervous nervous but fucking hell i love this place.