Tenebrae good. Fecking cheap-arse shitty cheap fecking goth shite bad.

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The PVC trousers split at the seam on the left calf while walking down the tube station steps. Strap on left leg snagged on strap on right leg. They're bondage trousers - one would expect the straps to undergo and survive some tension in normal use. I hadn't even gotten out as such at that stage! Everyone: "Well, what do you expect from Drag Strip?" Back tomorrow for replacement or refund. How very bloody annoying.

Tenebrae was unspeakably fun. X-Mal! X-Mal! I met way too many people to roll-call. But here's to the Cambridge mob in particular. Trousers got many a slap or fondle. I think I'm onto something with this PVC idea.

Followed greap back to someone's flat to hang out post-Tenebrae. Slept one and a half hours, left ten-ish. Forgot my sodding sunglasses, didn't I. Aieee!

Last night I was sort of picked up. In a rain-check sort of way. Odd. But heartwarming.