Tuesday 29th July


Waking up to the banging choons of Ali's alarm at early o'clock in our 5-man sauna room, general "Maaaayte, I'm well hungover though\what ACTCH-ally happened last night?" esque baaanter, leaving for the bus, feeling a bit physically sick on the top deck, getting to the venue and actually being allowed to do the tech after yesterdays shennaigans
everyone gradually admitting they were still pre-tty drunk, banter banter banter though, going for soup in the fog in the pub in the side streets, waiting 34 long years to cross the road, not just one road but every single road in Edinburgh EVER, sitting in a wicked cool pub satisfying soup cravings, going to the cash machine and realizing that the amount of money spent in the amount of time we'd physically been in Edinburgh was verging on ridiculous and vowing not to eat out ever again. Rambling along to Pleasance-land, seeing the Dome, Udderelly et al, stumbling upon a well good park, getting the bus back, chillaxing in the house blah blah blah to be continued




Quote of the Day

Ali: What are we having for dinner, man?
Susie: Maaaate, we should cook mussels
Ali: No
Susie: Why?
Ali: Mate. Firstly... everyone'll be like "Why the fuck are you cooking something weird like mussels? And secondly. "Are you shagging?"



Critical Praise Section


"This is gay"- Ali, after reading ths.

"It just sounds like the ramblings of an idiot, man" Ali, providing a slightly more in depth critical analysis as opposed to the afore-mentioned homophobicness

"Banter, though" Ali

"I think the whole thing's pretty shit" Ali

"If I read this, I'd hate the person who wrote it" Ali

"It's like, you know when you read really shitty gay articles...?" Ali