Wheel or No Wheel

Also, totally, blogworthy:

while wrecked at catz may ball, i stole their ceremonial wheel, took it to the main marquee and hid it behind a pillar. i wanted someone to see how cool i had been so i brought it out to the chairs by the dancefloor. then, no-one would take it from me, cos stealing it is a bit like pissing in trinity fountain, climbing on the jesus horse, only less obvious... so when someone was like 'gah what are you doing with that' i pushed it into someone's hands and went to get another, hugely unnecessary drink.

then i fell over while they were taking the survivor's photo. i am shit hot.