Gluttony
is an emotional escape, a signal that something is eating us.
-Peter
de Vries, American writer
Tell
me about it, Peter. I'm back up to 82.6kg, after dipping to 79 some
time between now and the 5th.
I've been too busy to properly get into being a pisshead, but I
assure you I'm working on it: I'm currently polishing off the remnant
of an old Wild Turkey bottle as I write this. So obviously, I'm
imagining I'm Hunter S Thompson Reincarnate.
In
other news:
I've
passed the 1300 follower mark on Twitter.
Meetup
has redesigned: viewing and uploading events is a little simpler and
more straightforward, although the homepage remains reliably
identical. Unfortunately embed links are no longer supported in the
new design according to the site's Twitter.
Deansgate
bar The Red Door, starting place for a few meetups, appears to have
shut. A friend mentioned the venue looked closed during peak hours,
and their Facebook and Twitter accounts have disappeared. Oh well, it
was a bit too 'Bob's Country Bunker' for me.
And
this week? I was going to upload a meetup for
Inked, a new night at
Impossible on Peter St, but they
haven't updated their social media since Halloween. It doesn't look
like it runs any more. It did go up against
LIV's hugely popular Thursday night
slot, Socialite, a tough act to
follow.
Taboo
also seems to have folded- no updates on Facebook or Twitter, no
response to my Facebook message. Oh well. I thought Taboo was a lot
better in Tiger Tiger, and their
replacement Playground night is
just as good.
No
weekend meetups of my own planned yet. I should put something in as I
usually pull whenever I have a haircut. And as of Saturday, I've been
rocking the Rose Namajunas look.
Keep your eyes on Manchester Cool Bars.
They're headed to History, a new swanky
club. I may be putting something up very soon too...
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