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thursday i met fandrew and we wandered aimlessly for a while, then somehow blagged free tickets for the finch gig WHERE I MET MY FUTURE HUSBAND MM HMM. his name is nate barcalow and I LOVE HIM, oh yeah. ok, so he lives in america and travels a lot, but i’m pretty sure i could make it work. failing the whole soulmate scenario i think i’d just settle for sex.
anyway.
motion city soundtrack were surprisingly good and had a fit synth player so that was orite.
finch i don’t think i even listened to, i just stood there staring at nate barcalow. their new stuffs fucking weird, pure death metal growls and shit.
friday it was tinos birthday, so we rocked barfly.
i discovered vodka and red bull makes me become incredibly charming.
i do things like yell obscenities at random people, and break things that don’t belong to me.
i rule.
then later brian chased a cat, which will be funny to no one who wasn’t there.
INJOKE LOL.
saturday we listened to ANTE UP and the baywatch theme tune, i got home at 7 and just wanted to lie down but NO, NO I COULDNT BE ALLOWED MY QUIET DEATH
so i went out and partied with my west end homegirlzz.
i left pure early though
but i did find out that vodka wodka in ashton lane makes the best cocktails ever.
today was the monthly family lunch extravaganza, nothing very interesting there. except from when stephens mum started chatting up the waiter and singing ‘tea for two’ to him, that was fantastic.
tuesday is avril lavigne
OHHH YEAH
wednesday i’m not going to hopesfall CAUSE IM GOING TO BLACKPOOL.
it wasn’t too hard a choice. fringes and moshers OR BIG ROLLERCOASTERS AND A FREE TRIP AWAY FROM GLASGOW?
plus a-types was gash and that’s what they’ll probably play.
this was possibly the longest livejournal entry i've ever made.
i'll probably start writing about my feelings and stuff next.
but maybe just naw.
ok
thursday i met fandrew and we wandered aimlessly for a while, then somehow blagged free tickets for the finch gig WHERE I MET MY FUTURE HUSBAND MM HMM. his name is nate barcalow and I LOVE HIM, oh yeah. ok, so he lives in america and travels a lot, but i’m pretty sure i could make it work. failing the whole soulmate scenario i think i’d just settle for sex.
anyway.
motion city soundtrack were surprisingly good and had a fit synth player so that was orite.
finch i don’t think i even listened to, i just stood there staring at nate barcalow. their new stuffs fucking weird, pure death metal growls and shit.
friday it was tinos birthday, so we rocked barfly.
i discovered vodka and red bull makes me become incredibly charming.
i do things like yell obscenities at random people, and break things that don’t belong to me.
i rule.
then later brian chased a cat, which will be funny to no one who wasn’t there.
INJOKE LOL.
saturday we listened to ANTE UP and the baywatch theme tune, i got home at 7 and just wanted to lie down but NO, NO I COULDNT BE ALLOWED MY QUIET DEATH
so i went out and partied with my west end homegirlzz.
i left pure early though
but i did find out that vodka wodka in ashton lane makes the best cocktails ever.
today was the monthly family lunch extravaganza, nothing very interesting there. except from when stephens mum started chatting up the waiter and singing ‘tea for two’ to him, that was fantastic.
tuesday is avril lavigne
OHHH YEAH
wednesday i’m not going to hopesfall CAUSE IM GOING TO BLACKPOOL.
it wasn’t too hard a choice. fringes and moshers OR BIG ROLLERCOASTERS AND A FREE TRIP AWAY FROM GLASGOW?
plus a-types was gash and that’s what they’ll probably play.
this was possibly the longest livejournal entry i've ever made.
i'll probably start writing about my feelings and stuff next.
but maybe just naw.