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last night was a pile of cack. cardiff barfly my friggin ass. i may have enjoyed it more if i didnt feel as though i was dying from a throat infection, but still...the crowd was about 5 people. and those 5 people were our mates - im extremely glad they came, but im unhappy that they had to see a poor failure of a gig.
basically, getting out of bed and dragging my ass down there was such an effort...i was heating up and going freezing cold, sweating constatly, throat made it hard to talk and impossible to swallow, couldnt hardly stand up without feeling like i was going to pass out...and then to top it all off, i had to play in a band with music blasting at my ears. those boys owe me one...im now twice as sick i swear.
well back to bed for me...i just felt the need to share that.
basically, getting out of bed and dragging my ass down there was such an effort...i was heating up and going freezing cold, sweating constatly, throat made it hard to talk and impossible to swallow, couldnt hardly stand up without feeling like i was going to pass out...and then to top it all off, i had to play in a band with music blasting at my ears. those boys owe me one...im now twice as sick i swear.
well back to bed for me...i just felt the need to share that.