Shite
I hate this time of year, all your fake celebrations and hypocritical sentimentality serve to do is brutally remind me of how lonely it is in here. Shit gig last night, all the other bands rocked (especially Anglarna with his gameboy genius) and even the rest of my band played a good show. I hated it, hated my shit guitar sound, hated my sweating clumsy fingers and for some reason Gill spent the entire evening disagreeing with me or attempting to take the piss out of me. Wasn't feeling it at all and I can only guess how much it showed.
Need a change.
Need a change.