Good crowd last night at Doc Browns, enjoyed playing there again. Then went and got royally slaughtered at Creeps. All in all a fun night, except for my bank balance… :/
My girlfriend is epic.
She bought me a Lego Stormtrooper keyring.
Wow. Procrastinating from uni work by watching football has never been so tense and exciting!
I believe I have just witnessed a miracle. Manchester City scoring 2 goals in the last five minutes of their match with QPR to deny Manchester United the premier league title. Such an exciting match, and now that I’ve had my little chat about football that no one is going to bother reading because tumblr really isn’t the place for it, I’m going to go back to my revision.
Ok, my housemate is writing a book.
I have sat up with him for numerous hours, even though I have exams coming up this week listening to his ideas and helping him develop them. It’s an incredible concept that I can’t wait for him to actually start writing. Currently just running through plotlines and such. He has hinted that he may put snippets onto his tumblr when he starts writing, so keep your eyes peeled for when I start linking to those.
Ok. That excites me. Alot.
Just been asked to play a night at Keys on the 26th of June. Not only to play, but to headline. And it doesn’t stop there, they know that we’ll be releasing a new EP soon, and they want us to wait so that we can have that night as a release night for the EP. Holy shit. Can someone pinch me please? I’m really concerned that this might not be real.
1500 words of this shitey Comms report left. Then I can hand it in and prepare myself (albeit, very slightly) for my exams.
Tattoo done, looks awesome.
Devil May Cry HD Collection, big-ass bottle of Jack Daniels, gig tomorrow and tattoo on Saturday. Bring on the next few days, I say.
Ok, someone who has read the Hunger Games trilogy talk to me. I'm halfway through the last book and have no one to talk to about it! ›
“I guess this is a bad time to mention I hung a dummy and painted Seneca Crane’s name on it”
I. Fucking. Love. This. Book.