My life can't be called boring. I try to make it boring but it just turns out mildly interesting.
So, went to Greenbelt for bank holiday weekend. It was good. Could be worse but it's good. Sleeping on the ground is not so good. Will post pictures later when my laptop has returned after being sent it again. (Don't get me started on Apple again...)
Bands were good. Friends are good.
Went to London yesterday right after returning from Greenbelt and met up with the lovely Sarah after she finished work, then Sebby who sat down with me at the Genius bar while we were trying to figure out what to do about my diseased Powerbook. It's just too painful to relate the whole story but suffice to say that it's now in repairs again, I expect to have a working laptop at some point in my lifetime. After dinner and a half bottle of wine with Sebby (we had to celebrate that he's been in gainful employment for five years and I hadn't somehow. I'm also an alcoholic) Walked to Marble Arch to bus stop to start talking with random French Algerian boy and then spent the time talking to random Oxford boy on the bus the way back.
Am pleased with self as can still chat up random men.
There is also a big piss up organised for the end of October when I get back. I should start practising for that.
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