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|Wednesday, January 13th, 2010|
|I'm still here
Wow, has it really been that long since I last posted on here?
Anyway, I have a bit of a dilemma, and am wondering if people could offer advice or something...
Since getting involved with Fuse FM when at uni I have been considering giving radio djing a bit more of a go, and seeing if there's any opportunity of it leading somewhere. I discovered that there is a tiny, independently run station in the village just up the road from me, and so got in touch with the guy running it and asked if there was any chance I could get involved. I was told that in the new year I could start training, and would probably be given a show from midnight to one as a start to see how I would get on. I thought this was just about perfect, if a little late: I could run it as a proper music show, and would be allowed to play just about whatever I wanted, because lets be honest, not many people would be listening to me.
Well we're now in the new year, and I've just heard from the guy again and will be starting my training next week with any luck. However he now says that he wants to quit one of his shows, and there will be a slot on a saturday from 2-6 which I could potentially fill. This is, in many ways a really great offer; a primetime slot, four hours a week, on a saturday so it won't interfere with work. Or at least that's probably how he sees it.
The thing is, in my eyes it's not an ideal time as I'm usually more busy on weekends than I am on week days; it's quite a lot to commit to, and worst of all, I expect I'm going to be expected to be the typical daytime presenter: talking quirky shite in between easy listening blandness. I also think the reason it's going free is because it's not a particularly popular spot with the people who do work there, mainly because it is a saturday. I don't want to take it on and then find myself stuck with it because nobody else wants to do it. But at the same time it would be great experience for me if I were to attempt to make a career of radio djing, and I guess I'm not currently in a position where I can turn anything down.
What do you guys think? I might ask if there's a possibility of either taking half the slot or doing it every other week or something, and ideally that would be in addition to a late night slot as we had sort of arranged, rather than instead of it.
|Friday, June 8th, 2007|
Things I like at the moment:
1. Being paid to go on the internet.
2. Being paid in general, especially how much I'm getting paid.
4. Pangaea memories (it was a good night, as always, although I couldn't stay til the end due to work today)
5. Aphex Twin.
7. The view from my office window.
8. "Jazzing my jizzle"
Things I don't like at the moment:
1. The minimal sleep I've had in the last 36 hours or so.
2. How bloated I am.
3. Squirrels (no particular reason)
6. Indie music (ok, I don't exactly dislike it, but it no longer holds the same kind of appeal as it did)
|Sunday, November 5th, 2006|
Ok, I should probably explain something. Fuck knows why the gossip about it hasn't got around already, but oh well.
The party on saturday was going all fine and well. I was a little battered, and have since come to the conclusion that my drink was spiked, but oh well. Anyway, one of the girls off my course turns up, and apparently we chatted for a while, and I was quite upset about something, so we hugged, and then apparently I kissed her, and then we ended up in my room. Very little of which I can remember.
Anyway, we went back to her's, possibly coz she had a double bed. So that's where I was if anyone was wondering why I was missing for a large portion of the night.
Since then we have been seeing each other quite regularly. There was an epic drunken discussion, where a very drunken conclusion was drawn that we were going out. However, the next day I got a text message saying that she wasn't ready for a relationship, and maybe we should slow things down a bit. That should hopefully explain my earlier posts.
So then, that's that. Whatever "that" actually is. All I know is that it makes me very happy.
Oh yeah, before I forget, I am Kloot were fantastic tonight. Loads of new songs. Current Mood: cheerful
|Wednesday, November 1st, 2006|
Ok, maybe I'm not in a relationship then.... Current Mood: gutted
Well, it seems I'm officially in a relationship now, which is nice.
I've had a great couple of days. Current Mood: ecstatic
|Sunday, October 22nd, 2006|
Bloody hell! Guillemots are a bit good live. Current Mood: satisfied
|Thursday, October 19th, 2006|
I feel it's time I did an entry, even though I have better things to do.
I can't even remember when I posted last, so I'll just write about what I remember, and will probably have forgotten about loads of events.
Uni is very familiar to last year; I'm not sleeping well, and as a result I'm missing loads of lectures. I'm just about keeping up through reading notes on the internet and textbooks, but I don't have a clue about Partial differential equations, so will have to see my tutor about that, because the way it's going, there's no way in hell I'll be able to pass it.
As for the sleeping problems, I'm seeing the doctor this afternoon. That probably means I will be on pills again this time tomorrow :( Hopefully these ones won't make me feel so ill though, and maybe they might actually work, and I'll be the normal me again, not the depressed, lethargic arsehole that I feel like at the moment.
As for the Indiesoc, it's not going so well at the moment. Not to say that the Soc as a whole isn't going well, quite the opposite in fact. It's just my experience of it this year hasn't been so great. I'm falling behind on my duties as Events officer, and wouldn't be surprised if I was relieved of my status sooner or later because of this. I'm struggling to get to know anyone at all; all of the freshers seem to be in their own little cliques already, and I just can't seem to find a way to talk to any of them. All of the people that I do manage to have a decent conversation with don't turn up again. I'm not gonna be really emo and say it's probably because of me, but it is bloody annoying. As for going out, with my complete lack of energy, I rarely feel like going out with them, and when I do, it's because I feel obliged to, and end up not having a very good time. Also, we seem to be going out loads, and at awkward times, what with my ridiculous timetable.
The Halloween house party is next weekend, which I'm looking forward to. I have decided on my costume, and will need to gather up some bits and bobs for it over the next week. I have decided to go as Marilyn Monroe, which should be amusing. Despite probably being able to do the hair, I might go for a wig instead, as it'll be easier. I'm borrowing some of Catie's high heels, which I plan to remove before I get too drunk, coz that could be dangerous. Hopefully one of the girls will do me some makeup. All I need then is a white dress. Nobody seems to have one, which is annoying. I might have to charity shop it up. It should be a good night; I just hope our house isn't trashed!
I now have a job. I'm working for West One, a catering company, who apparently work in loads of places around Manchester. So far I have done 2 shifts. The first was in Man City stadium on Saturday, where I worked behind a bar. It was complete hell; loads of drunken bastards shouting at me, all the other staff staying down one end of the bar leaving me on my own, Fosters pumps breaking down every few minutes, shite tills etc. With all my frustrations, quite a few people made off with pints without paying for them. After it was all over, the others had a big joke at me, while it was mostly their fault because they weren't helping me at all. Fucking bastards.
My second shift was on Tuesday night in Old Trafford. I was working in one of the posh suites, and was a food runner for the kitchen. Basically my job was to take food out to people, and not have a break at all for about 4 hours. We then had to clean up during the match, and serve drinks during half time and after the match, then clean everything completely when they had all left. I left there at about 11:45, 8 odd hours after I had started. It was much preferable to Saturday, but incredibly tiring. Because most of us there had never done it before, and the ones that had had to be made supervisors, we fucked up loads, and pissed just about everyone off. Unsurprisingly, we didn't make any tips at all, whereas they can occasionally make a tenner each apparently. Still, I should be paid nearly £45 for the night, which I can't really complain about.
Me and Nat are going to visit Leeds this weekend, which should be fun. I'm gonna go shopping for a load of new clothes, and usually need someone with me, coz I'm crap at clothes shopping on my own, and Nat is great to go shopping with. Also, Oceansize are playing in a mini festival type thingy tomorrow night, which I was planning on going to. However, it's not particularly convenient, especially as I don't know Leeds at all, so I might not bother. They're also playing in Bolton a week Friday, which I might go to if it isn't too difficult.
I have 2 gigs coming up. Sunday is Guillemots, which I'm really looking forward to now, as I have really got into them recently. Then on Monday is the Dears, which should be fantastic. The new album, despite being very cut back compared to the last one, is fucking brilliant, and I can imagine them expanding on it quite a bit. Maybe no 25 minute tracks like they used to do, but hopefully a good few extended endings.
Bloody hell, that was a bit epic. I should probably try to do entries more often. Current Mood: tired
|Friday, September 22nd, 2006|
I really am shit at this whole updating thing. Quite a bit has happened recently, but the only reason I'm posting is to have a bit of a rant.
I've been looking forward to having the new freshers joining the Indie society for ages, and finally got to meet some of them at a party last night. A couple of them turned out to be really cool, but then after I escorted them back to Fallowfield, then took them to Happy Days, a bunch of them turned against me, and ganged up on me to ridicule me for saying they would have a better time at Cohesion than at Freshers Ball! Fair enough, at the moment, they probably do actually think that having a funfair and a Wham tribute band is fantastic, but I'm sure the smiles will be wiped off their faces when they actually get there. But it was the fact that they were taking the piss out of me for going to Cohesion, and saying that Elbow are sleep inducing and BDB is a cunt. They then decided that a band very low down on the bill called Toolshed was about the funniest thing they had ever seen, and took the piss out of me for wanting to go see them (WTF?!)
I hope the rest of the freshers aren't like them; they were indeed cunts of the highest order.
|Monday, September 18th, 2006|
I seem to have lost all ability to post on LJ these days. I'm only posting now because I'm very drunk, and I usually do make a post under these circumstances.
I'm sure anyone who loves to hear about my life, but isn't in direct contact with me would love to hear what is going on at the moment. I do promise to tell you everything, but not right now, as the alcohol does seem to be severly impacting my ability to type properly, which is a bit of a problem.
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA or something like that. Current Mood: drunk
|Saturday, September 2nd, 2006|
Tonight was very interesting. Among other things, I parted a sheeps legs in order to blow it, I dressed as an air hostess for most of the night, and I'm now the owner of a 19" penis. I am also ever so slightly battered.
|Wednesday, August 30th, 2006|
God, I seem to have forgotten about LJ updates! I still haven't done my V review, and to be honest, I can't really be arsed to do it now. It'll come soon though, I promise, although I will have probably forgotten a hell of a lot by the time I get around to doing it.
So what have I been doing with myself since then, I hear you ask. The answer is, not much. Al and El came to stay with us for a while, which was brilliant. Then everyone buggered off to Leeds fest, leaving just me and 'Stof. We spent most of the weekend revising, both having exams on Tuesday. Everyone then came back from Leeds, some earlier than others. My exam went reasonably well; I think I've passed it anyway. Al, El and Julia left us yesterday, which was a disappointment, but all are coming back at sometime or other. Today, I went to Scubar to try to sort out an Indiesoc clubnight for freshers week, but it was closed so I couldn't. I then went to the union to buy gig tickets, but that was also closed, so it was a wasted trip.
Not really much else to say. The new album by the Dears came out on Monday. It's on it's way to me soon, but listening to it on Napster it sounds fantastic. Much more thinly scored than the last album, but still pretty damn awesome. I especially like the single (Ticket to Immortality), a track which I had a demo version of ages ago (There goes my outfit), and a slightly epic song (Ballad of humankindness). Unfortunately, there are no songs over 5 minutes on the album (unlike the last one, where almost every track had some kind of epic ending that dragged it on to 6 or more minutes), but they still manage to sound just as epic and awesome, despite being much more like pop songs. I love it, and that's just after 2 listens!
That is all, I think. Current Mood: apathetic
|Monday, August 28th, 2006|
Apparently Hope of the States have split up, or at least they've said Reading/Leeds would be the last time they would play live. This makes me very sad :( Current Mood: sad
|Friday, August 25th, 2006|
Is anyone else having problems with Hotmail at the moment? I haven't been able to get on for at least 3 days now, and it's really pissing me off. Especially when MSN is telling me I have new emails, but I am unable to read them!
|Sunday, August 13th, 2006|
I'm not sure if this is a result of the anti-depressants or not, but I'm currently getting horrible mood-swings. I haven't actually mentioned this to anyone yet.
Over the past week or so, I have been exceptionally happy at times, what with all the visitors, dancing to Jools Holland, and fuck knows what else. However, I'm also occasionally feeling terrible. My sleep is still all over the place, and I'm feeling ridiculously lonely. Every night I wish I had someone lying next to me, and usually wake up cuddling my pillow, which can't be a good sign. I just wish I had someone to share a kiss and cuddle whenever I need it, and I do seem to be needing it an awful lot at the moment.
Sorry to be emo, but it's just how I'm feeling at the moment, and maybe talking about it, even in this indirect way where I have no garantee that anyone will even listen, will help a bit.
I suppose I should mention what else has been going on at the moment. Well, lots more painting for a start. The hall is now complete, after a blitz of it by me and Nat on Thursday, to the sound of Jools and his rhythm and blues. Then on Friday, Rob, Laura and Chris arrived. Nando's was eaten. In the evening, we all sampled some absinthe. It was done properly this time, rather than just being swigged from the bottle, as Chris has himself the spoon for doing it, as well as a leaflet telling us exactly what to do. I know I'm not supposed to drink, but one shot of 70% odd spirit with a mind-altering herb in it can't harm, can it? I actually found it an extremely pleasant drink. On Friday night everyone went to a new club night at the Star and Garter, which in my opinion could have either been very good or very scene (or both, possibly). I wasn't feeling in the best of moods, so stayed in and had an early night. Everyone seemed to have a great time, but I can't really say if that means I would have or not, as they do seem to like stuff like that far more than I do.
Yesterday was spent doing basically nothing. Nat decided to cook up a big fry-up, as everyone was feeling hung-over. It was, of course, delicious. Then we basically sat around for most of the day doing very little. I watched the Wallace and Gromit film in the evening with Ben and Rob, which I have had on DVD rental for far too long. It was very entertaining.
That is really about all. Despite being nearly midday, everyone else is still in bed. It's tempting to go back, as I had an awful nights sleep, and a few more hours won't do me any harm. Current Mood: gloomy
|Wednesday, June 28th, 2006|
I should be in bed right now, seeing as I left the Indie House to come home and go to bed. However, I got home to find the guy downstairs playing his Hip-Hop really loud (as usual these days), and I realised I wasn't feeling hugely tired any more. After listening to a bit of Bjork, which I wasn't really in the mood for, I came to the cluster to piss about on the internet for a bit. Current Mood: okay
Today was quite cool. I left quite early to go sort out things with Opal, our estate agenty type people. They have been fucking us about loads recently, and I'm getting paranoid about the whole house thing. It's now Wednesday, and I'm supposed to be completely moved in by 10 a.m. on Saturday, and by then I will be on my way to London. I have decided that if I have to stay in Oak House any longer, I will be giving the bill to Opal, seeing as they have fucked us about so much. I doubt many people are chased up about deposits 4 days before they are supposed to move into a house. Anyway, me and Nat went, and although the guy seemed to know what he was talking about (which is a change), it was quite obvious that he was just bullshitting us, and didn't really know what was going on. I left feeling very confident about things....
After that we went to Starfucks (like usual). While we were there Nat found out that somebody on her course had received her exam results, so went off to see if she could get hers. Me and Ben realised we might be able to get ours as well, so we went up to the Maths department. We saw my tutor, as Ben knows him, and his wasn't actually there. He wasn't actually supposed to, but he gave our results. Let's just say mine weren't great. I'm probably looking at a few resits come August. Probably the kick up the arse that I need though to be honest. I know I'm gonna need to work really hard next year, and I actually want to work hard, so being forced to start now is probably a good thing. We had a long chat with Jerry, which was really cool. He's a nice guy, and I can probably just turn up randomly for a chat if I fancy talking about stuff when I get stressed next year, which I probably will. I mentioned the fact that I had been missing lectures this semester due to insomnia, and he seemed quite sympathetic, and told me what I can do if I keep having problems, not that it's any help now, or that the examiners will pay any attention even if I do submit the correct forms, but oh well.
After that, I went back home with Ben, and then just spent ages there, until I left not that long ago.
I have my first proper counselling session tomorrow, which I'm kinda looking forward to. By this week, I was supposed to 1. Tell my tutor about my insomnia. 2. Go see a doctor about my depression. and 3. Write down what's in my head the first thing when I wake up, especially when it's in the middle of the night. I managed to do 1 today, 2 I know I should do, but have been kinda been putting off, and will probably get a bollocking for. 3 I have decided is actually impossible. When I wake up, it usually takes me ages to realise that I am awake, and by the time I do actually consciously work it out, the only thing in my head is trying to work out what was actually in my head before I was aware of being awake. I can tell her exactly what goes through my head when I'm lying awake unable to get to sleep though, which she also asked for.
I'm crap, I know.
I was supposed to do my big Wireless review today, but I really haven't had the time. I could do it now I guess, but I'm getting quite tired as it is. I will try to do it tomorrow, but my memories are starting to fade a little. I could only think of 8 tracks that the Flaming Lips played earlier. They must have done more, seeing as they were on for an hour and a half, but what they actually were has completely evaded me. Mind you, there was lots of fucking about with the hamster ball at the start, and all the sing-along bits in Yoshimi and the Yeah Yeah Yeah Song went on for ages.
Yeah, I'm just wittering now. I'll shut up.
|Friday, June 16th, 2006|
As far as nights go, I would say this one was interesting. Not interesting as in I went out for a quiet drink or two with a couple of mates, and ended up with a local rugby team in my house, all dressed as schoolgirls (Yes, that has actually happened to someone I know).
However, if you happened to be in Fallowfield at 3a.m.ish, you might have seen quite an interesting sight:
A dishevelled young man wearing a thick winter coat and a festival style sunhat walking about, carrying a giant orange balloon, a cornet, and a bottle of Pimm's whilst giggling to himself about the fact that it was getting light already.
That dishevelled young man would have been me, the balloon (which is sadly deflating) is now known as Ringo, and the hat and coat? Well, it was easier than carrying them!
So its now nearly 4, and it's almost fully light (I am getting a habit of seeing sunrise on Thursdays), and although I have been carrying heavy stuff about all night, haven't slept and didn't sleep very well last night, I am surprisingly awake. I would carry on with moving right now, but most of the stuff that's left is either too big or awkward to manage on my own (my PC and kitchen equipment), needed for tonight/tomorrow morning (bedding, Stereo for the alarm and some other stuff), or stuff I can't be arsed/can't bear to remove (posters, gig tickets and just general decorating thingies). Other than those things, and the odd bits of crap about, everything is in my new flat. I've said hi to a few people there, and my room is a lot nicer than my current one, although it is right next to the incredibly loud banging front door, and has a very stiff lock. I think I will be quite happy there, for the very little time I will be there (what the fuck was the point in moving?). Hopefully I will get an internet connection when I'm there (Please please please please!) I won't be sleeping there until Monday night though, as I will be in Yarm until then, and weather permitting, will likely be sleeping under the stars.
Actually, fuck feeling awake. I'm dozing off as I type. Natalie will be coming around in, SWEET JESUS! 5 HOURS! to help me with the rest of the stuff.
What would I do without Natalie? Well, probably not go visit Laura in Wakefield randomly. I wouldn't even know Laura actually! I would have a lot more money than I do now to be fair, but who needs money when you have as much fun as we often do?
I leave you with this:Stop celebrating. It's a dead cat! Current Mood: weird
Today was a very excellent day up until about half an hour ago. That's when things started going wrong!
So basically, went out with Nat to search for a job. Went to the job centre, and found virtually fuck all. Went to Picadilly station, found virtually fuck all! Then Nat decided she wanted to go visit Laura in Wakefield. We are both desperately short of money at the moment, but went anyway!
Yeah, I can't be arsed to type much, but turned up to find Laura still not dressed! The we had a great time, and then came home.
I get home to find a letter in my room:
Your room for vacation residence blah blah blah.....
Please move into this allocated room TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So basically, I have to spend most of the night packing, then spend early morning moving, then run off to Yarm. I can hand my keys in tomorrow thankfully, but still....
Not only that, they have cut off the interwebz in my current room. This means I am in the OP cluster, the soul-destroying OP cluster I might add. For some reason I can't get web messenger working, and as Nat doesn't have her phone at the moment, I have no way of contacting her. Well, I've tried email, but have had no response so far. She might have gone out with Tev tonight.
I'm a little pissed off right now. Current Mood: cranky
|Monday, June 12th, 2006|
The best album ever for a lazy summer's evening? Current Mood: Chilled
|Sunday, May 28th, 2006|
I'm feeling very "splurgh" at the moment, if such a word exists. I left my brother and his friend in town a while back and came home. There is something about my brother that physically and mentally exhausts me, and I don't really know what it is.
So yesterday then. The brother arrived at 1:30ish i believe, and so I went to meet them in town. They decided that there wasn't anything they wanted to do in town, and they wanted to come to Fallowfield to drop off their bags. After less than an hour back here, they realised they had to go meet someone in town to go to the gig with later, so off we went back into town. We met up with the guy, who is called Slacky, and is possibly the most hardcore Zutons fan there is; he has seen them 42 times (i think) after the gig last night! With nothing much to do, we went to the Wetherspoons for a couple of drinks.
Despite me insisting that there would be nobody there at 5 o'clock, they wanted to head off to the venue just in case. Surprise surprise, when we got there, there was nobody queueing. Some people needed the toilet, so we went to the Union, but for some reason it was closed. We then decided to go for more drinks when waiting, and I suggested Big Hands. We got there to find Guy Garvey from Elbow, Pete Jobson from I Am Kloot, the guy who owns Big Hands, and somebody else sitting in the window. We later realised that they were probably the people who run Skinny Dog records. Despite wanting to go and say hi, we couldn't really barge in on their conversation, so we just got some drinks and headed off to the back. When we were leaving, we saw that somebody else had joined the group; who else but Dave McCabe! Now everyone who I was with has met him a good few times, and he actually recognised them. He came running over and started talking to us for a while which was cool. Seeing as it was Slacky's 45th birthday yesterday, Dave bought us a round of drinks! He told us to hang around, coz apparently the rest of the band might come over at some point. I was hoping he would introduce us to the group, as I really wanted to talk to Guy Garvey. Instead, the others had other ideas. Apparently it was getting on a bit, and we should go and queue for the gig, so we could get a place on the barrier. I saw this as being totally mental. I wouldn't give a thought to sacrificing a place on the barrier for getting to hang out with 3 people from 3 top-ace bands for a while. Obviously I am just stupid though, because being on the barrier and getting a slightly better view of Dave is so much more important than being able to hang out with him, and get bought more drinks (maybe).
So, the gig. The first band on, The Grates, were a lot of fun. Basically just a singer, guitarist and drums. The singer was absolutely mental, lots of random shouting, bouncing around the stage non-stop, and just general crazyness. Reminded me quite a bit of Karen O in some ways. Musically they weren't brilliant, and could probably have done with having more instruments, but they were still a lot of fun to watch.
The second band, The Little Flames, were really frustrating. They could, and quite possibly should, have been *really* good. They sounded quite a bit like the Coral at times, and were very experimental. Unfortunately though, the frontwoman had about as much charisma as an old carrot, and the vocals didn't add anything to the music at all. There was just something missing from the performance that i couldn't put my finger on, but just made them quite boring to watch.
The Zutons were great though. They have great tunes, which just sound even better live. I think my brother has hyped up the actual performance side of things a bit much, as most of the time they just stand there and play, although some bits are amazing. However, it's the kind of music that you really want to just get into and go a bit mental. A few rows back from us, the crowd was just going crazy. There was loads of crazy moshing, crowdsurfing, and even a woman flashing her tits! On the barrier though (and I remind you we had basically spent the whole afternoon planning to get onto the barrier), there was none of that. Rather than hundreds of people all just going for it, there was a guy next to me who looked like he was falling asleep, and it's impossible to dance/mosh/pogo/whatever on the barrier. The only atmosphere we had was from looking at the crowd behind us, and the occasional push. Ok, there are benefits from being on the barrier. If you don't like mental crowds, it protects you from that. However, I don't mind mental crowds, in fact, I really like them. It's a lot easier to take pictures, and you get a bit of a better view. However, I don't take pictures at gigs, and being able to see the band from the knee down which you can't normally, doesn't really do much for you, even with Abi's sexy legs.
After the gig, we headed round the back to see if any of the band were coming out. Dave came out quite quickly to see off his parents who were at the gig. I met Dave's parents! How cool is that! He chatted to us for a while, before heading back off inside for a shower. He told us to go over to Big Hands, and he would see us there in a bit. However, for some reason they were saying it was for students only, so Slacky couldn't get in. We then headed back to the venue, and saw Russell coming out. We chatted to him for ages, and found out quite a lot about the tour, future tours, and loads of other stuff. Boyan walked past us, but didn't seem to want to talk.
We then went into town, to get a few drinks to celebrate Slacky's birthday. As it was way gone 12 by then, and a Saturday night, everywhere was either closed, closing, or charging to get in. We eventually found some shitty place, filled with a hen party, and playing awful pop music. Fortunately they did good beer there. After a couple of pints, we said goodbye to Slacky, and headed off back to Fallowfield.
I almost forgot, yesterday was the League 1 play-off final between Swansea and Barnsley. Unable to watch the match myself (my brother can't stand football), I was relying on Nat to keep me informed. She didn't do a great job of it, but I can't really blame her; I would have other things on my mind than texting someone when it's as good a match as yesterdays probably was. Swansea eventually lost 4-3 on penalties, which is a bit of a shame. I'm not really that bothered by it though to be honest. Nat's a much bigger fan than me, and Barnsley going up means a lot more to her than Swansea going up would have meant to me. Also, Swansea only moved up to League 1 this season, and the Championship might have been a bit more than they can cope with. Hopfully they won't bugger things up next season, and we should hopefully have another good go at promotion.
]All in all, quite an eventful day, even if in my opinion, a lot of crappy choices were made. Current Mood: tired
|Saturday, February 11th, 2006|
mew last night were outstanding!! they played just about everything i wanted, and they played them damn well too! the crowd were rubbish though. people pushing is to be expected, but when people try everything to force their way in front of you, including punching, elbowing, kneeing etc. its not fair. i could hardly concentrate on a couple of songs coz i was trying not to lose my place. i ended the night drenched in sweat, which, although unpleasant, i think is the sign of a good gig!
afterwards, we just kinda drifted around oak house. we spent a bit of time in the music room, with ben showing off his piano skills. i may have to take my cornet down sometime for a bit of a blow. for some reason ben has loads of pieces for cornet!
we eventually ended up piled on natalies bed, listening to some good music, before she got tired and chucked us out.
all in all, it was a good night Current Mood: impressed