Ain't no party like an S-club party!

Looking for some post-farewell-party loving last Sunday, Rich and Me and Clinton and Tom and Ichi headed into Shinjuku for some all-night antics. Much to our dismay, the ghetto was deserted and at one point we were the only kids in the bar we went to. Hot because it was like having your own club (all be it a v unpopular one). Not-hot cos when you are the only ones in the bar it feels rude to leave. But we did, and after some midnight toing and froing we headed to karaoke. Of course. And it was hot. Of course. We ended up in the spaciest karaoke ever and we loved ourselves sick for about 5 hours. At ¥2000 each for all night it was a total steal. A very spacey, rock'n'roll, bargain. Bitchin'.

Reach for the stars, climb every mountain higher!

Reach for the stars, follow your hearts desire!

And when that rainbow's shining over you...


That's when your dreams will all come true!

Bored.