I told folks I'd be at the Swan tonight, mainly so I can finally have a go at Bowie's "Kooks".

However, it is also Dr. Wil McLean's birthday at the Rivoli, which means Wil will bring all his hawt female friends with him. He'll also get stupid drunk, since he only even drinks on his birthday. (Remember kids, free booze + low tolerance = fun for the whole family!)

I am torn. And not in the Natalie Imbruglia, my-apartment-is-just-a-film-set, kind of way.

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