Written at 9:30 am gmt on july 6

Well, That was... special...

We did end up going out last night. Rachel knocked on my door at around 9 and we went to the bar on the corner to meet up with her friend from the night before. Two drinks later still no Matt(?). We discovered that O'Neils is the place where people go when they are no longer twentysomething but don't want to admitt it. These three guys were hitting on the two ladies who were sitting next to us. The math didn't work out so the third one (and youngest and most sober) started talking to Rachel. He thought she was from Spain. Jess and I found this rather amusing. When he found out that we were American he proceded to tell us all about his two years in Florida. One of the other brothers, Curt(?), (it turns out they were all brothers) started trying to do magic tricks with his ciggarette but was too drunk to really do it and so dropped it in Rachel's lap... twice. on the third try he did it but badly. The other two girls left and so the brothers were all talking to us. The intoxicated Magician asked me to guess his age. I was close but he wasn't happy (I was over by two years). Jess got to hear more about Florida and I really don't know what the other two were talking about. They eventually left around 11 and we were wondering what was taking Matt(?) so we went back to call him. He apparently misunderstood and was waiting for us outside the gate of Oxford up the street. We caught up with him and went to his friend's birthday party at the "Bubbly Bar." Yeah...um...this place is umm... Special. Actually it wasn't really that bad. It was small and loud but there were not too many people crammed in there. The Birthday Guy whose name I couldn't hear bought us all beer- Stella Artois, a pretty good Belgian lager- and we sat in the back by the dance floor. It is funny... both places were playing old American music, and so were many of the shops we went into during the day. We tried to talk a little but the music was just a bit too loud so we danced instead. Jess and I peeled the labels off the second beer and hung on to them. I think I am going to make an album of beer labels and stuff that we aquire on our nights out. (while waiting for Rachel to call, we were handed an ad for a two sided strip club) Around 1ish Jess and I decided that we'd had enough fun to last us a while and we left. Rachel stayed with Matt(?) for a while and eventually came back. Jess and I found our way back with no trouble and were in by one-thirty.

I got up at eight and it is now nine thirty... I think I will see if either of them are moving yet.