Tuesday*

[big ron]

My post party weekend smugness has been shattered by me getting pissed all day yesterday and waking up feeling a bit rough.

Whoopsie

 

[Say Sheena-na-na]

I felt oddly fine Sunday and almost PERKY yesterday, but also have come down with a crash. Nasty dream about my brother dying, to the point I checked with my Mum that he hadn't. For context, he has terminal cancer, but isn't close to carking it YET and we don't REALLY get on, but the dream was him saying goodbye and basically saying he was sorry we'd never really been friends (it's (mostly) his doing). All a bit discombobulating.

Still made it to the gym, but wasn't exactly a vintage session, and now it appears to be FUCKING FREEZING again.

NOT THE DAY FOR A FUCKING VAT RETURN.

 

[big ron]

Yeah I had a load of weird dreams last night, I usually sleep right through but woke up twice.

Lets all blame MERCURY.

 

[Ligerindie007]

Meeting som homegirl bit wants me go round her crib bet not got liger be megga pissed be late

Wubs blue whales

 

[Hard Rock Ag-elujah]

Good lord Moopy is drab at the moment.

I can't even get excited by Eurovision.

 

[Indie]

Yeah I can't get excited by Eurovision either

 

[Soldi Elektronike]

It’s doesn’t help that we get next to no rehearsal content. I’m sure it’ll pick up next week.

 

[Joseph]

Good lord Moopy is drab at the moment.

I can't even get excited by Eurovision.

We need FatherAndy to spice it up

 

[Hard Rock Ag-elujah]

We need FatherAndy to spice it up

Well we know where he is.

 

[Say Sheena-na-na]

Well we know where he is.

Prison?