Tuesday

I didn't go to the St Vincent and Grizzly Bear concert in Glasgow! I was on my way to the train station, but then ran into José. I'm sad and don't want to be alone, especially not in Glasgow, raped by junkies. So went back to his and watched Breakfast at Tiffany's and played Bioshock on his PS3. Amazing! Apart for the gaming section, where I'm too scared to play, but so great to watch with the quality of the picture being enchanced by the the PS3 and the full HD TV. He just purchased a flatscreen, the bastard. Poor student.

Now I have woken up from crashing at one yesterday. Singing in a shaky voice. Apparently I'm jamming today with some music people. Hope my voice doesn't quake and quiver too much.