omg tired and cold. tgif. eek.

Left the computer on overnight to try this, so:

I apologise for the shakiness and I hope to god you can't hear me singing along on this (I couldn't not, you know?), and I hope I managed to upload the right file, but for starters:

Santa Maria/The Frames//The Forum, Melbourne/21-08-2007 (116MB ( Read more... )

Allison: Aw, you got it all in this time.
Me: *has difficulty swallowing all of a sudden*

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Allison: I can't wait to go home with you tonight.
Me: I have turned her! I WIN A MILLION TOASTERS! \o/

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And, finally, a possibly more audible phonepost. (I was going to go to bed early. It's MIDNIGHT. Fuck!)

Do not ask us about crowded Airbus 320s, screaming children, eating sushi in public, filling in customs and immigration forms, having to go through X-ray screening five times, big green things with teeth, and Mrs Cake.

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Ahem. Back from Melbourne. It was wonderful, I glomped onto shoemaster like a billion lonely magnets in a whitewares store, the ( Read more... )