Yep, another boring update
Tourettttttttttessssssssssssss
Oh god yes, I love them. That was such a great show, great set list..it was awesome times 50.
Shame Presh missed out, but that's what happens.
Seeing Tourettes was definitely worth the staying in the city till 5.30 am, bored as fuck and half asleep. Oh and the whole permanent headache thing from my brain being bashed around my skull.
I also met some friend of Chris. He was nice.
Oh and I saw..him with her at Blink. He's looking retarded, she's looking overly done up; as usual.
It surprised the fuck out of me, but I don't really care anyway.
I start my new job tomorrow and I'm reeeeeally nervous.
But I know that I thrive when I'm nervous and as long as I stay nervous [which I don't have much choice either way] I'll be fine.
I think I'm gonna ease up on the amount I drink and smoke. Of course, I'll still drink and such..but not to the point where I just feel too drunk. I like the feeling, but only quickly.
The aftermath's not worth it anymore, I like knowing that my liver doesn't want to crawl out of my body..I like being able to speak the day after I have a big one.
But you know what I REALLY like?
Tourettes ^.^ Portishead, too!
And uhm, what else is happening with me?
I'm being way too girly with a certain someone, why is beyond me because all I want is a fuck..but you know. I suppose I shouldn't really have that attitude because I'm bound to see them again and again at the Square; so I'll be nice and not use them for just their body ^.^ Aren't I such a saint?
I think I've said enough.
Oh god yes, I love them. That was such a great show, great set list..it was awesome times 50.
Shame Presh missed out, but that's what happens.
Seeing Tourettes was definitely worth the staying in the city till 5.30 am, bored as fuck and half asleep. Oh and the whole permanent headache thing from my brain being bashed around my skull.
I also met some friend of Chris. He was nice.
Oh and I saw..him with her at Blink. He's looking retarded, she's looking overly done up; as usual.
It surprised the fuck out of me, but I don't really care anyway.
I start my new job tomorrow and I'm reeeeeally nervous.
But I know that I thrive when I'm nervous and as long as I stay nervous [which I don't have much choice either way] I'll be fine.
I think I'm gonna ease up on the amount I drink and smoke. Of course, I'll still drink and such..but not to the point where I just feel too drunk. I like the feeling, but only quickly.
The aftermath's not worth it anymore, I like knowing that my liver doesn't want to crawl out of my body..I like being able to speak the day after I have a big one.
But you know what I REALLY like?
Tourettes ^.^ Portishead, too!
And uhm, what else is happening with me?
I'm being way too girly with a certain someone, why is beyond me because all I want is a fuck..but you know. I suppose I shouldn't really have that attitude because I'm bound to see them again and again at the Square; so I'll be nice and not use them for just their body ^.^ Aren't I such a saint?
I think I've said enough.