Humphrey
I actually forgot i had this journal which makes me feel guiltier than a badly behaved panther.
Christmas and new year were both jolly nice, for some reason my parents bought me a hairdryer. at new year i went up to kris's hoose and drank most of a bottle of JD which was most lovely. i think i said to andy that i'd shave his balls after the bells or something. didn't happen though. ayee, i think folk were gonna go to katie smiths at about 4ish or something but i must have had enough by that point and headed home. good night though.
very little memory of january BUT highlights include-
going to edinburgh with Sue and went to the castle and generally had a lovely time.
played the first egg in a tree gig in christ knows how long at the classic grand which went pretty well despite doug being pure ill. played again at Box i believe which was quite good and we got a free crate of beer for our trouble! it was niiice. went to the cathouse afterwards with sue and the baron!
think i went to the art school with the baron and andy j and his compadres. was a bit baws and a garlic eating, surrendering French bastard stole my pint. This very same garlic eating, surrendering French bastard sat across from me in the library the other day as well. hope he fell down a flight of stairs.
im sure i did other fun stuff.
Last week i spent a lot of time in the fucking library trying to do the hardest essay of all time. BUT when i was sitting there in the depths of despair, a photographer man from the Sunday Herald came up and asked if he could take a picture of me, so i said OK and there was a pure bigass picture of me pretending to do work in the sunday herald last sunday! pure exciting.
on saturday it was jamie fear's 21st so i went and met him, sue, calum and many others at the solid and then headed to the cathouse where i found amy and even MORE people. was a pure good night from what i remember.
sunday night- had band practice 9-12 which was actually pure good, finally started writing a new song which was joyous. stayed up until 4am that night doing the essay. didnt finish it until 2.15 the next day and i think i 9 year old could have written more intelligent stuff than i did. OH WELL.
last night egg in a tree played the 13th note alongside Hyena, Mummy Short Arms and Eye Contact Leads To... (aka Ainslie's wee bro's band). was a bloody good night in mon opinion, all the other bands played puure well as did egg in a tree i think. it was made even better when Andy ran onstage wearing only his boxers and mooned everyone. was LOL material. so ayee, loadsa fun. sue gave me a lift homee and i slept until 12 today and have done jackshit all day and it was good.
this is all i belieeve.
Christmas and new year were both jolly nice, for some reason my parents bought me a hairdryer. at new year i went up to kris's hoose and drank most of a bottle of JD which was most lovely. i think i said to andy that i'd shave his balls after the bells or something. didn't happen though. ayee, i think folk were gonna go to katie smiths at about 4ish or something but i must have had enough by that point and headed home. good night though.
very little memory of january BUT highlights include-
going to edinburgh with Sue and went to the castle and generally had a lovely time.
played the first egg in a tree gig in christ knows how long at the classic grand which went pretty well despite doug being pure ill. played again at Box i believe which was quite good and we got a free crate of beer for our trouble! it was niiice. went to the cathouse afterwards with sue and the baron!
think i went to the art school with the baron and andy j and his compadres. was a bit baws and a garlic eating, surrendering French bastard stole my pint. This very same garlic eating, surrendering French bastard sat across from me in the library the other day as well. hope he fell down a flight of stairs.
im sure i did other fun stuff.
Last week i spent a lot of time in the fucking library trying to do the hardest essay of all time. BUT when i was sitting there in the depths of despair, a photographer man from the Sunday Herald came up and asked if he could take a picture of me, so i said OK and there was a pure bigass picture of me pretending to do work in the sunday herald last sunday! pure exciting.
on saturday it was jamie fear's 21st so i went and met him, sue, calum and many others at the solid and then headed to the cathouse where i found amy and even MORE people. was a pure good night from what i remember.
sunday night- had band practice 9-12 which was actually pure good, finally started writing a new song which was joyous. stayed up until 4am that night doing the essay. didnt finish it until 2.15 the next day and i think i 9 year old could have written more intelligent stuff than i did. OH WELL.
last night egg in a tree played the 13th note alongside Hyena, Mummy Short Arms and Eye Contact Leads To... (aka Ainslie's wee bro's band). was a bloody good night in mon opinion, all the other bands played puure well as did egg in a tree i think. it was made even better when Andy ran onstage wearing only his boxers and mooned everyone. was LOL material. so ayee, loadsa fun. sue gave me a lift homee and i slept until 12 today and have done jackshit all day and it was good.
this is all i belieeve.