"Freedom: An American Tradition..."
That's what it says on one of my shirts I got from Marshall and Andrew. They came back from their 3 week adventure in the US of A. They also got me the best jumper in the freaking world too, and the only way to explain the brilliance is to show you in picture form:
Went to see the Flaming Lips last night. Oh my god. The band entered the stage via a naked lady's bright strobing vagina, Wayne Coyne got into a giant bubble and walked over the audience, and there was so much confetti and streamers and giant balloons and giant balloons filled with confetti and oh man so good.
Also I'm having a party on Friday and I don't know why. Excuse to drink with other people I guess, rather than on my own like usual haha.
Marshall, Walker James from work and I are forming a rap group as well. Our album should be out soon. My role is to create the beats for the words, aw yeah. I'ma be like Dj Hurricane but less black and fat and American and man.