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I'm currently entirely dazed and confused-loaded with so many different types of cold medications that im not sure where the night went. To the best of my knowledge i was laying in bed, bundled in a fleece throw, alternatively reading and semi watching reality tv while my other half made me tea and bought me Cosmo so my laying in bed would seem more endearing. I've some how ended up with a horrible cold, the sort you see your general practicioner about, begging for antibiotics-alas, they never reward them to you, despite an aching head and fleeting heartbeat. The day was spent taking five buses in pissing rain to and from work-at 6am-only to find out i didnt work today. Quite dissappointing when i awoke at 6am to get ready, nearly passed out on the bus and endured the strange people that always seem to take the #14. I got home at 2pm, vaccummed the house with sheer willpower, and passed out until five. Now i'm sitting here, in ridiculous looking pajames, listening to the beatles with conviciton only found when half stoned.
The weekend was shit. Went out to Brentwood to see some bands, tried to ignore the massive amounts of fourteen year olds that take precidence at all ages shows, and left after an hour. They actually searched us to get into this thing. Made me throw out diet coke when it had nothing but diet coke in it-handed me a water bottle instead. Funny thing is, we had given our raspberry vodka to our friend who was doing security and searching people. He slipped the bottle in his back pocket with arrogance and handed it to us inside. Brilliant security they have. Watching sixteen year olds sing zepplin while the bass player attempts to look like hendrix (circa sixties headband, huge hair, back arched, eyes closed) is disturbing in a primal way.
That is all.
The weekend was shit. Went out to Brentwood to see some bands, tried to ignore the massive amounts of fourteen year olds that take precidence at all ages shows, and left after an hour. They actually searched us to get into this thing. Made me throw out diet coke when it had nothing but diet coke in it-handed me a water bottle instead. Funny thing is, we had given our raspberry vodka to our friend who was doing security and searching people. He slipped the bottle in his back pocket with arrogance and handed it to us inside. Brilliant security they have. Watching sixteen year olds sing zepplin while the bass player attempts to look like hendrix (circa sixties headband, huge hair, back arched, eyes closed) is disturbing in a primal way.
That is all.