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the pope is a nazi (and i feel like poo)
Apr. 20th, 2005 08:58 amstraightedge the manics y'say? straightedge my ar$e.
more like convene in a wetherspoons where wine is farcically cheap, buy a bottle, discover noone else is drinking wine, proceed to get rather trollied.
i ♥ the manics. i really do. and yes, no matter what terrible albums they may try and release, i will always love the manics. they are very special to me.
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drasticsturgeon and i attempted to be mature and stand loitering at the back like cool kids. but there was no atmosphere, and i wanted to enjoy the possible last time i saw them, so a song or two in and i barged off down the front to stand just behind the mosh. so i could jump like a loon if i felt like it. and i did. sweaty teenagers? yeah i hate them. holy bible tracks? sh11111t...... gotta jump.
i loved it, i really did. we accumulated alondon_imp moving backwards also.
marvellous marvellous great stuff. They didn't play anything i despised, and only 2 tracks off lifeblood, which i *still* haven't listenend to.
afterwords, we work magick with a couple of passes (courtesy ofsimon_price and missfrancesca and get into the aftershow. (yeah yeah this makes yesterday's post a little redundant ;P)
we have lost rob, possibly when i bounded off to wave hello at a couple of lovely goths like an overexcited manicsfan puppy.
there is free booze.
james appears.
i start giggling inanely. i ♥ james. i want to say hello, but know all i will say is "i'm married, you're married, it doesn't really count, does it?"
do not say this.
devise a cunning plan and get introduced by Simon. Shake hands. *internal girlie SQUEEEEEEEE*. contribute nothing to conversation except shock at first hearing of news of the new nazi pope. describe him as 'the evil one'. get looked at funny.
lalalalalala
cab and a magickal bus journey home, and i am in trouble.
it is not a good idea to stay out past 2 when your beloved was expecting you straight home after a gig and you have not thought to contact him to say otherwise.
today i almost wish i had gone to the gig on monday as well, butnickeii is more important than those welshies. gutted i didn't have the crispy duck, though. man, so hungover-hungry!
a new meme for today - hands up if you are not in whitby!
more like convene in a wetherspoons where wine is farcically cheap, buy a bottle, discover noone else is drinking wine, proceed to get rather trollied.
i ♥ the manics. i really do. and yes, no matter what terrible albums they may try and release, i will always love the manics. they are very special to me.
drasticsturgeon and i attempted to be mature and stand loitering at the back like cool kids. but there was no atmosphere, and i wanted to enjoy the possible last time i saw them, so a song or two in and i barged off down the front to stand just behind the mosh. so i could jump like a loon if i felt like it. and i did. sweaty teenagers? yeah i hate them. holy bible tracks? sh11111t...... gotta jump.i loved it, i really did. we accumulated a
london_imp moving backwards also. marvellous marvellous great stuff. They didn't play anything i despised, and only 2 tracks off lifeblood, which i *still* haven't listenend to.
afterwords, we work magick with a couple of passes (courtesy of
simon_price and missfrancesca and get into the aftershow. (yeah yeah this makes yesterday's post a little redundant ;P)we have lost rob, possibly when i bounded off to wave hello at a couple of lovely goths like an overexcited manicsfan puppy.
there is free booze.
james appears.
i start giggling inanely. i ♥ james. i want to say hello, but know all i will say is "i'm married, you're married, it doesn't really count, does it?"
do not say this.
devise a cunning plan and get introduced by Simon. Shake hands. *internal girlie SQUEEEEEEEE*. contribute nothing to conversation except shock at first hearing of news of the new nazi pope. describe him as 'the evil one'. get looked at funny.
lalalalalala
cab and a magickal bus journey home, and i am in trouble.
it is not a good idea to stay out past 2 when your beloved was expecting you straight home after a gig and you have not thought to contact him to say otherwise.
today i almost wish i had gone to the gig on monday as well, but
nickeii is more important than those welshies. gutted i didn't have the crispy duck, though. man, so hungover-hungry!a new meme for today - hands up if you are not in whitby!
