Me and my brother need to find a flat. Going back to living with your dad who's re-married to someone you don't really know sucks.
Booking a tour with Sam Russo and being joined by both Tim Vantol and James Hull at different points. We need dates on the 16th (around Reading) and the 18th (around Manc).
All my friends are getting fucked up every night, waking up at midday and having loads of fun. Maybe University could have been a smart idea.
I am over self-analyzing and getting paranoid about what the fuck I'm going to do with my life. Thanks the time between Christmas and the first working day of 2010.
The clock in the top right hand corner of this screen says I have 2 minutes battery life left. Here are some photos.
In a bit.





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