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Nov 07, 2008 10:07

back to the black hole that is portsmouth today.

last night i went to see darren hayman in the victorian section of the museum of london and he sung everything everything everything everything, everything's wrong all the time, and the song about the gold shoes, with diamante, like kylie, from the tv, all so heartfelt like a ukelele sigh, i felt like crying, a little cry, not a big one, because it was so very beautiful. esp the way he sings the word 'motherfucker'. afterwards he noticed a four year old boy in the audience so he told him that a porn was a friendly kangaroo-like creature who likes hugs. later on, joe danger got me into the hoxton bar and grill for some private guitar hero party where i saw bullet for my valentine (!) and got a free copy of the game (all i need now is a playstation 3! huh),,,, i murdered the free bar and got fundrunk which only happens about twice a year. as for bullet for my valentine, i was front row middle and tearing it up(thx free bar) and afterwards jay (the bassist) said to me 'it was nice to see some real fans here tonight!' and i was like YEQAQHHHH im yr biggest fan WOAAAGH i guess it was only funny cos i was fundrunk but i woke up this morning with all their plectrums and the set list and vague memories of being filmed. and vague feelings of regret.

the 'horny' emoticon looks more like 'in pain'.
or like he's 'just' stopped being horny,

i have to look for dead people again at work today.
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