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A little while ago I bought two dresses that didn't fit. One of them almost fit, the other one...my ass is too big, pure and simple. Damn you, pear shape. Anyway, I just tried them again and while the ass-too-big dress still doesn't fit, I can now successfully get into the one that almost fit. Give it another, say, five pounds and it'll look really great. So that's nice.
In other news, I'm supposed to go to an electronic festival on Friday but so far it looks like the only person available to go is me. Sucks. I've been to plenty of gigs on my own, no problem, but this is festival, 8PM - 6AM kinda deal. Not doing that on my own. So it's either selling the tickets or trying to force someone to go with me. I know a guy from work who might be up for it but he's kinda flaky and I don't wanna end up with two unused tickets just cos I was waiting for him to make up his mind.
Speaking of festivals, North Side is coming up and I'm super excited. Portishead! Nick Cave! Gogol Bordello! It's gonna be epic. Annoyed that I can't see fucking Metallica on Roskilde Festival. Boo. Also, QOTSA are playing an in store gig at Rough Trade on Monday but before I could even press 'pre-order' on the website, it had been sold out. Alternative: queue up outside the store from 9AM and see if you can get hold of one of the 100 give away wristbands. One wristband per person. Also, I have to go to work, don't I. Damn it. To think I could have been that close to the rock god of my sexy dreams, Josh Homme. Shit, son, I would climb that like a tree.
Right, that's quite enough of that, back to Futurama and blueberry yoghurt.