Last night was seriously great. Met up with 3 of my best friends, one being a girl I kind of have a thing with, hung out at Cafe Nero and then went back to my friend Rob's flat and had a few drinks, then me and Natalie (*the* girl) got on a coach to Manchester cos we went to see Sonic Youth
absolutely amazing gig, setlist wasn't fantastic by any means but we got Catholic Block, 'Cross The Breeze, Tom Violence, The Sprawl and Death Valley '69 and they played like saints. Amazing. Also, I happened to bump into Mojo off here, can't remember what I said or anything except for asking "why are you so scottish?" so much and giving him an awkward hug. Hate my life.
Today I feel slightly worse for wear and am in work, and as expected the day is dragging a lot more than usual. After I've finished work I'm using one of the work showers and my step-dad is picking me up and taking me to the train station, where I'll be getting on a train to London to see Sonic Youth again, this time with Shellac, which is how I'll be seeing in my New Year. I'm nervous since I'm going alone, yet massively excited.