i am such a nanna these days that i have to set myself staying-out-late goals. shame. the plan - after some discussions - was to go here and stay until it closed. atomic at the san fran bathhouse. eighties punk through to new wave through to pop. LOVES IT.

so anyway, i went. and started the dancefloor when duran duran's planet earth came on. noone has ever done such a good job of interpretive dancing to i ran by flock of seagulls as i did last night. and we requested the buzzcocks. ever fallen in love with someone you shouldn't have fallen in love with? it rang true, and after a moments contemplation i again assaulted the dance floor with a stella perfomance. the dance floor really was mine. i have the badge to prove it (a gift from mr dj).

by one am i was dehydrated (not helped by swimming during the day and cocktails at the cross immediately before going to the san fran bathhouse. fyi the elderflower mojito at the cross is pleasant enough but too sweet for my liking). so took a break but all the underaged drinkers who had somehow got past security were smoking on the balcony and ruining my buzz. fortunately the dancefloor was smokin' as well - even without me - so i went back for more.

then some drunk underaged girl kicked me . she was trying to get on stage when blue monday came on. i was just trying to dance my heart out. her exhibitionist tendancies offended me. so i told her off. like a nanna. i thought about getting security involved, but who likes to cause a scene?

oh and some chick knocked over my drink with her handbag. she was good about it. however, since i was alread dehydrated i kind of lost perspective and thought this was the end of the world. plus, you know, it was waaaaay past my bedtime. i was ready to rumble.

so after nearly getting in to two fights i went back to concentrating on the dancing. i fell back in love with simon le bon. mr dj played hungry like the wolf and i just about passed out due to the excitement.

at three i thought it would end. but mr dj has stamina and put get into the groove on. i thought i might collapse. i had been gearing up to a three am finish. so i went to the coat check. got my jacket and vacated the premises. i knew i'd gone hard, but i was running on empty. a few more songs would have been the death of me.

i await the next atomic so i can make another attempt at staying out until the end of the event.