I wish I could remember what the last few shots I had last night were, although something tells me it's probably for the best I don't know, given that I definitely had tequila, which makes me feel rather ill, and also incredibly angry. Much like a Mexican, I imagine. Or a dirty Spaniard.
Not much has been happening as of late; busy pimping the band
*PIMP*, drinking cheap beer and getting high on spraypaint. Often all at once!
Also, what doesn't help a wonky head in the morning is going online and seeing animated gifs/banners/adverts that move up and down or side to side, especially at a certain pace. BLEEUURGHHH.
Off home to see my bro today and play him our CD, see what he thinks. I quite enjoy going to Scunthorpe now it's just more like a holiday destination - not that I would actually go there on holiday, mind. I'm not NUTS.