Today i missed an entire day, and remembered the reason I very rarely smoke weed. I remember once when Rosie and Mo Habib came over with some when we lived in Coventry. We smoked a fair amount, and i must have just drifted off around 11pm, as when i awoke i had slept completely through work the next day and was just laid in the middle of my living room floor freezing and surrounded by the remnants. Today wasn't quite like that but i did sleep until 10pm.
First aid kit are playing at the hope on the 8th of this month, I'm not sure how i feel about them. Suppose i should just go and find out. Romy managed to get me and fox in free to their gig last night, which was really good of her. Only managed to see the last song of these new puritans, which was INTENSE. In fact, the whole gig was really intense. The XX were as amazing as ever. I think the whole combination was great, lighting, sound, talent. It was superb.
