I thoroughly enjoyed last night, seeing a friend on stage is pretty cool. My friend's American accent was amazing haha, sounded completely Southern. Made me want to booze on Bourbon.

The next day some little ten year old emo shit told Craig and I to turn our music down on the bus returning home, it amused me deeply. What's happened to kids these days? I put Bikini Kill on.

Need sleep. Still hungover.

I really like incense sticks, another reason I should have been a hippie in the 60s.

This month has been pretty cool, mother told me she's booked me to go to Australia as well, saw pictures of the place my sister is staying on Google earth. It's on the Gold Coast, her boyfriend was telling me she doesn't like the beach 'cause fucking sharks. It's such a British thing I think to be fearful of such things. Actually no, I watched Australia's Deadliest Animals, looked intense. Excited about the prospect of seeing a snake though, yesss.

I am extremely lucky with this travelling business. I don't know what I'd do if I felt trapped for too long, I'd probably implode. Paris is booked too, I should be there for my birthday; although I still have no passport..

Currently listening to Jimi Hendrix - Valleys of Neptune.

oh my god
wonder where that is...
hahahaha

My new passport photo is so shit - it's hilariously shit - and it's gonna be stuck with me for twenty odd years haha. Why does this amuse me.