A general blog of generalness today.
Russian Circles were really good on Wednesday. However, almost all possible enjoyment of the gig was taken away by the fact that the upstairs room at the Wheatsheaf had no functioning air-conditioning and so it was like watching them play in a sauna. I hardly remember anything about the gig. I just remember the feeling of "They're really good, but fuck me I'm boiling my fucking arse off here!" The best thing about the night was having a nice cold shower when I got home. I was so unbearably sweaty. Some guy was up there in just his underwear.
I keep dreaming about Elephants. The most memorable one being the one I had the other night, which was in the style of a tv programme. A guy was washing an elephant, and it got angry and started chasing him around, and then as the camera panned out, you could see that it was half horse-half elephant, but the horse half was dead so it's hind legs were just trailing behind while it bounded after this guy using only it's front legs. I woke up very confused.
Statcounter tells me that a worrying amount of people find my blog looking for Great Eskimo Hoax. They probably don't like what I said about them and are plotting my demise as I write this. Also I've learned today that if you type "youporn cum on my tits" into Google, my blog is fourth in the list! HA!!
Too tired to write anymore. Nice lie-in tomorrow and a week off work after that. Very nice indeed.