| Prosperine ( @ 2009-04-28 18:27:00 |
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they tried to make me go to rehab.. i said no no no
Whitby:
There was;
Too much drinking;
Not enough sleeping;
Great people;
Evil shambles food;
Small select gatherings;
Sunsets through the Whales bones;
Flyering all of Whitby (Come to dv80s! 8th May!) dressed in too many neon colours;
Hair that they fill airplane cavities with;
Being an honorary groupie;
Talking rubbish till way too late in the morning;
Getting carried to bed by a wee John;
Going 1 - nil up at half time;
Getting to hold the Chunky Monkey; and
Dancing till my feet hurt.
Gods I am getting too old for this!
I shall however watch the boards and rumour mills with interest and decide what I am doing about October.
now for a shower, some food and a good nights sleep in my own damn bed!