rac1977

If I wasn't a bloke, I'd think I'm pregnant.

I'm having cravings for allsorts of things today. I've already demolished a pack of cadbury's fingers and doing a similar job on a jar of chilli's. They are definitely my current favourite.

I think it just my boby catching up from the weekend. It doesn't see cider, cider, and more cider as a balanced diet.

Had an amazing time down in Bristol for Ashton Court. Usual things that happen every year, some townies start a fight, lots of people get drunk, the queues for the toilets are never ending, the sound's crap and the beer tent isn't big enough. But as usual I bumped into so many old faces, that's why I try and go there every year. It's a trip down memory lane.

here's me with 3 of my very best friends. edit - I can't make the fuccking thing work. I't is the random pic folder, grrrrr

The other side to being home is the usual grief from my parents about when I'm going to settle down, stop playing on my skateboard, stop listening to the awful music, stop wearing my trousers low, stop wearing hoodies, get a smart haircut etc etc. Favourite quote was when they said they didn't know what they'd done wrong as parents, to make me turn out like this! That was harsh. I don't know what they'd do if they had a kid who actually was trouble. Oh well.