Wednesday, 1 April 2009

30 roses for a fiver.

I was in town today, and there was a guy at the market who seemed convinced he was Del Boy, he kept going 'lovely jubbly' and the like. He was also trying to sell bunches of 30 roses for a fiver. Who even wants 30 roses? That's just greedy. Also in town I saw a teenage mum screaming 'shut up, you little bitch!' at her toddler daughter. Ah, Doncaster.




So me and Nick got our Leeds Festival tickets extremely quick this year. Like 20 minutes in. Was well chuffed. I'm supremely happy about the lineup, on the whole. I'm a Radiohead convert, I still love Kings of Leon even though they're painfully overplayed these days, and I would've jumped to see bands like Yeah Yeah Yeahs and Prodigy at any time in my life. So yeah, can't wait! I'm intruiged as to who the 'special guests' are with still a slight fingers crossed hope it could be Blink, but it'll no doubt be someone underwhelming.


Also, I'm tired of life and I'm gonna kill myself now.

.... April Fools! :')

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