….with some crap spiel & the usual other rubbish. Been a bit crap lately. That’s what happens when you go to three gigs in three days & work 10 hours a day 6 days a week & 4 hours on the seventh. Obvs I’m not complaining as I like the work (it’s fucking unpaid after all, I wouldnt do it if I dint loik it huh?) but I’d like some time to catch up on shit here sometime. And that aint gna happen this week as I’m going to see The Apartment at the flix tonight, OLO Worms at the Louis on Friday, Portico Quartet at the Motorcycle showrooms on Saturday & a fucking mental night at the croft on Sunday feat noise, noise, more noise & power tools. Oh, and Slingshot Dakota, The Static Age, Caves at The Croft on Monday of course.
I haven’t even looked any further into next week but FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE this is mental even by Bristol standards.
I need to buy a new pair of pyjama’s too. Aint even got time for that. If I’m rushed off into hospital tomorrow (with my pidgarmours) it’s gonna be tręs embarrassing.
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