Thursday: Winnebago Deal seven inch and CD came through the post and surprisingly a ticket for Reading. Sent all day running around getting things ready (had to go in Sounds Perfect and give Chris my paint It Black ticket I was going to because I thought I wasn't going to get a Reading ticket). Came home and listened to the Winnebago Deal stuff (new album is really fucking good) and watched The Football Factory I taped off Film Four the night before, made me glad my Dad never tried to hammer sport into me as a kid.
Friday: Hardly fucking slept thanks to a combination of the excitement of going to Reading and too much caffeine. Got to Aylesford, explained to Sue that I was going to Reading and tried to apologised but I was told that it was OK, I was doing the course voluntarily and the only bad thing I could have done was take the piss and not tell them I was going. The day went alright, Rob is starting to get the message that I find him annoying and is starting to keep his distance from me. Came home dicked around 'til half six and decided to walk to Tap. Met up with Chris, Zak and the others. Went to Manor, it was shite, had Katie and Zoey trying to make me smile most of the night. This fucking pig of a girl was trying to get off with me, I tried explaining she was nearly half my age, she told me she was eighteen (bollocks she was) "that's only five years, that isn't too bad" she then tried to get a hug or a pound off me (?!?) so I hugged her and she fucked off. Went back to Tap at twenty to twelve where Zak had already fucked off to. Chris was incredibly drunk and belligerent. Before we left Zak made Chris try to chat up a barmaid, who later turned out to have a boyfriend. Went to the kebab about half one, watched a couple of Chavs get thrown out of the Tap, argue with the bouncers, stop a police car and try to get help because they thought they were in the right but all the police told them was to get out of the road and go home. Got a taxi with a driver who ran two red lights to be quicker, made sure I gave him a good tip.
Saturday: Slept OK, Matisyahu and Motrhead CDs came through the post, went to Chatham and got two weeks shopping as well as the last of my reading preparations. Got home ate, watched Blazing Saddles, listened to music 'til about twenty to six then walked to the Tap because the weather was nice. Got a newspaper to read, saw that forty year old Goth and her boyfriend, the prick with a gammy leg and tried to ignore them but I did hope that when Mills got there we'd sit with them because they had this young fit Goth girl with them, the forty year old Goth did come over and ask if she could have the television section from my paper that I'd put aside. Read something about Elton John's therapist claiming he used her for sex (Elton Johnwho the last time I checked was gaythis story only got a tiny mention on the front which only referred to him as Elton, I immediately thought Ben Elton, which could be what the Daily Mirror were thinking that not even their readers would be stupid enough to buy that). Mills showed up we sat at the bar to avoid the forty year old Goth, when they walked past to leave I did mention I thought the girl they had with them was well fit, Mills told me that she has a lisp and is a massive HIM fan, I think I could get past that. Sat in the Tap talking bollocks, most notably, Mills was trying to say that he was seeing more and more Gay guys around the area but what came out was "Gays are like ants" between us we came up with this insane theory that Manchester acts as a massive colony with one big queen that gets pampered by gay drones. Left early because Re-Animator was on Film Four in half an hour, went over the plans for meeting up at Reading one more time then left to get a taxi. Got home, set the video so I could watch Re-Animator tomorrow, looked at the set that just went up on SuicideGirls then went to bed.
Here's something interesting I read about Bring Me the Horizon on the MySpace Straight Edge UK group board
I don't care about MOST bands but BMTH are dicks.
1 - Refusing to play underneath my band at our local comeback show. they just outright refused to play.
2 - By the time they played their THIRD SHOW they'd been so hyped by Myspace they played second headline and asked for 100 + travel expenses + a rider AT A YOUTH CLUB.
3 - They played with Gallows at the Barfly. Gallows blew them off stage. Then now refuse to play with Gallows by order of their tour manager. Whack? Yes. Very.
4 - The singer has a fringe wig. I know that is just me being anti-fashion and all that, but seriously, what the shit?
Friday: Hardly fucking slept thanks to a combination of the excitement of going to Reading and too much caffeine. Got to Aylesford, explained to Sue that I was going to Reading and tried to apologised but I was told that it was OK, I was doing the course voluntarily and the only bad thing I could have done was take the piss and not tell them I was going. The day went alright, Rob is starting to get the message that I find him annoying and is starting to keep his distance from me. Came home dicked around 'til half six and decided to walk to Tap. Met up with Chris, Zak and the others. Went to Manor, it was shite, had Katie and Zoey trying to make me smile most of the night. This fucking pig of a girl was trying to get off with me, I tried explaining she was nearly half my age, she told me she was eighteen (bollocks she was) "that's only five years, that isn't too bad" she then tried to get a hug or a pound off me (?!?) so I hugged her and she fucked off. Went back to Tap at twenty to twelve where Zak had already fucked off to. Chris was incredibly drunk and belligerent. Before we left Zak made Chris try to chat up a barmaid, who later turned out to have a boyfriend. Went to the kebab about half one, watched a couple of Chavs get thrown out of the Tap, argue with the bouncers, stop a police car and try to get help because they thought they were in the right but all the police told them was to get out of the road and go home. Got a taxi with a driver who ran two red lights to be quicker, made sure I gave him a good tip.
Saturday: Slept OK, Matisyahu and Motrhead CDs came through the post, went to Chatham and got two weeks shopping as well as the last of my reading preparations. Got home ate, watched Blazing Saddles, listened to music 'til about twenty to six then walked to the Tap because the weather was nice. Got a newspaper to read, saw that forty year old Goth and her boyfriend, the prick with a gammy leg and tried to ignore them but I did hope that when Mills got there we'd sit with them because they had this young fit Goth girl with them, the forty year old Goth did come over and ask if she could have the television section from my paper that I'd put aside. Read something about Elton John's therapist claiming he used her for sex (Elton Johnwho the last time I checked was gaythis story only got a tiny mention on the front which only referred to him as Elton, I immediately thought Ben Elton, which could be what the Daily Mirror were thinking that not even their readers would be stupid enough to buy that). Mills showed up we sat at the bar to avoid the forty year old Goth, when they walked past to leave I did mention I thought the girl they had with them was well fit, Mills told me that she has a lisp and is a massive HIM fan, I think I could get past that. Sat in the Tap talking bollocks, most notably, Mills was trying to say that he was seeing more and more Gay guys around the area but what came out was "Gays are like ants" between us we came up with this insane theory that Manchester acts as a massive colony with one big queen that gets pampered by gay drones. Left early because Re-Animator was on Film Four in half an hour, went over the plans for meeting up at Reading one more time then left to get a taxi. Got home, set the video so I could watch Re-Animator tomorrow, looked at the set that just went up on SuicideGirls then went to bed.
Here's something interesting I read about Bring Me the Horizon on the MySpace Straight Edge UK group board
I don't care about MOST bands but BMTH are dicks.
1 - Refusing to play underneath my band at our local comeback show. they just outright refused to play.
2 - By the time they played their THIRD SHOW they'd been so hyped by Myspace they played second headline and asked for 100 + travel expenses + a rider AT A YOUTH CLUB.
3 - They played with Gallows at the Barfly. Gallows blew them off stage. Then now refuse to play with Gallows by order of their tour manager. Whack? Yes. Very.
4 - The singer has a fringe wig. I know that is just me being anti-fashion and all that, but seriously, what the shit?