Hit up a whole bunch of mates to see if they're keen to head out on the lash on the weekend for my birthday.
Of the half a dozen that actually bothered to reply all of 1 is actually keen.
Of the remainder, one could be bothered to actually say no and say he has other shit planned. The rest did the whole "oh, ah,...
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Spent nearly the last hour removing vast chunks of emails from my inbox from the past couple of years of conversations and times where I tried to help out people who I thought were friends but decided to fuck off as soon as it suited them.
I just wish there was some way that could give me all the time of my life I wasted...
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As much as I've joked about it, I don't think anyone realises how badly I really needed this week off work and just how close I was to completely flaming out.
Judas Priest and Steel Panther playing in Los Angeles while I'm there in November!
That's fucking amazing!
Judas FUCKING PRIEST with Steel Panther!!!
I went and saw Story Of The Year last night and it was amazing.
I'm not too proud to admit that I teared up a little bit during Razorblades.
Dan looked like he's aged about 10 years in the 2 or 3 years since I last saw them. Algorithm I could just be remembering that wrong as well, I'd had a shitload of tequila with
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Today has restored my faith in Fridays. Well partially at least.
Work was quiet, booked my accommodation for Vegas in November, bought tickets to see DevilDriver & Whitechapel in September and organized with a mate to housesit his place for the month he's overseas in July/August so it means temporarily not having to travel 2 hours to/from work. And tomorrow is ladies day at the...
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So last night I met Matt Caughthran after The Bronx's gig and it was amazing.
Just saw someone say, without a hint of irony, "are you tripping?"
Because apparently my bed is a time machine and I woke up this morning in 1991.
This week has been shockingly awful.
Just end please.
Got home at 3:30 this morning.
Forgot to turn my alarm off and got woken up at 5:15.
Moral of the story is: even when I don't have to work mondays still blow chunks.