decrepit place

was out in good old doncaster last night, havent sipped any alcohol there in ages. went into vintage to see faces i remember, they were shocked to see me. some old man was dancing like a drunken pro to beastie boys. i got told i looked like i was stuck in a timewarp in the 80's apparently. the bands were good, beaus the best obviously. i had a lipstick lips on my cheek all night and i dont know how it got there. the social was good as well, new place and quite chilled. i dont remember much after here, only that me and joe got this woman who was a special needs teacher in my old school to have a go at us. we laughed at this lad getting in a taxi on his own and she was a loner as well. she said she remembered our faces from ridgewood and got in the taxi, could tell she failed on the pulling aspect of her night, the sore loser.
now im tired and got a sunday dinner my mum made, which needs to be microwaved. urgh.