Cardiff is a very dangerous place in summer... you go out to buy things for the purpose of curry making and end up going to two parties hosted by people you've never before met and not making it back to the house for ten hours, and without tomatoes.
It's a fun and dangerous place.
The last week has been spent doing mock exams... But I've been passing them so that's okay... next week shall be spent in a similar way.
Jazzzzzz
Andy,
Sian,
Maya, and I all went out for a meal the other night (Wednesday) and then to
Clwb Ifor Bach, it was all good. We ate at a place called
CafeJAZZ, but they only finished tuning up when we'd finished eating and it was time to move on.
Maya and I got asked to DeeJay a set at The Trip, a pre-Popscene thing at
The Model Inn, on Wednesday coming... which sounds like fun.
I got a bit sulky at Clwb, I put it down to the music, everyone else put it down to my mood.
On the way home I got kicked in the face while helping a random drunkard do a handstand... it was worth it though.
Confusion
I also went out to
Metro's a bit ago... notable because a beardy-man was blatantly cracking on to me AND my sister... although he is alleged not to be bi. Hmmmm.
He was clearly into us both.
Pick a lane buddy.
I'm off to another barbeque party now... Mmm what is the British obsession with scorched food? I know not... but I like it.