The following is likely to be of no interest to anyone but me...
Yesterday was so odd

Went for a bus journey accross parts of wiltshire and dorset. It was pretty good. Somehow we managed to find some discarded tescos vouchers, and we used them to buy 10 bottles of cheap alcopop shit (surprise surprise.) We sat on bournemouth beach drinking them in front of the sun set

Nice. On the bus home we met some random bloke who claimed to be a billionaire. We thought, "ey! get in there!" and invited him back to my mate stu's house

Turned out he stole 5k from his job in waitrose and probably wasn't a billionaire (this is where we started thinking "oh shit") but he was cool anyway, so it didn't matter too much

Tomorrow I'm going to a concert

IF I can get a lift there, that is. Unfortunately (and I'm not quite sure how) everyone has managed to fall out with the guy who would be giving us a lift, including me, which quite surprised me when I found out

I never properly fall out with people. So yeah, bit pissed off about the lift situation.
On the art front, I've been doing nothinnngg >_< Not good. Somebody inspire me, QUICK!
