..was glorious. sunny and warm. The thought that I might not get to go travelling in the summer and see bands in the sushine/mud makes me feel ill. On the upside, if I am stuck in Gla, at least I get to see BRAND NEW in a few months- thaaat’s right! They’re playing at Barrowland, so I get in free! Saw the Wombats a few weeks ago, did I mention?Yann Tiersen coming up soon, too. Did I ever mention I once accidentally (I was working) saw the Saturdays? They are terrible, really, avoid hearing them. along the same lines as the pussy cat dolls and those ones from america idol and what. It was fab though, I was hanging round in a corridor somewhere making like I was working, waiting for a lift or something with a trolley of food and a couple of chefs, when these uber-bronzed boosted bewigged painted barbies trotted past. The effect on me was laughing gas, the chefs were in another world, and I really didn’t want to know. But I’d never seen a hardcore girlband close up, and I wasn’t aware things got that.. fake. It’s believable from a distance but when you get close up.. oh my god. The poor girls, imagine how much of your life would be occupied by doing things to yourself! Later we saw them perform, I giggled bitchily for a bit then ran away to where I couldn’t hear it. Those times were harsh on my ears. And now they’re sold out. Who actually gets enthused about that crap? It’s just.. obscene eye candy. Is there actually any pleasant sound? Astonishing. Anyway.

This weekend’s my birthday, which is nice, people won’t scream as loudly when I tell them my real age. 19 hardly sounds much better, but it’s getting there. Not that I mind being young, really, I’m just so much YOUNGER than everyone else- I’m the definite baby of the group, my friends average at about 25. So that’ll be good, we’re going to a Ceilidh, which is the most violent dancing in the world. Uh, don’t quote me, but don’t try and say something else hurts more til you try Ceilidh dancing, oh god. It hurts. Can’t wait.

SO I have updated the present page, I suggest you  take a look and act promptly. Speaking of, I haven’t yet properly thanked all you lovely people who sent me things for Christmas- it was wonderful, I had a white christmas (note, two months later), I went up to Aberdeenshire for a weekend with Lisa.

Er, what else? I’m thinking about writing to a Death Row inmate. Could be interesting.

TTFN, x L