More money wasting carnage.

I paid 35 dollars to see Ministry of Sound last night.

Correction, I paid 35 dollars to get into the club where Ministry of Sound was supposedly playing. However, we left before they actually showed up.

Oh dear. A bit disappointed, yes. But the prospect of waiting till three in the morning for their first set seemed somewhat unattractive. We were all so tired that we couldn't even find our way back to the exit. Shame.

Did meet a few girls on the dance floor though. One of which mentioned to me that I should look straight into her eyes when I salut her with my beer.

Apparently, when I do that, I'm supposed to get good sex.

Right...