Sunday, April 20, 2008

Ode to April 19th 2008


It is fuckin' freezing, but that won't make me cancel my night.

I love bad weather, wrapping up warm, striding through puddles, boots, hats, scarves and gloves. It is the weather for leather and whinging about the cold with friends (even though you secretly love it). Catching up with old friends, spending time with new friends, meeting new potential friends and taking a deep breath and seeing how long you can blow steam for. Having wind swept hair and rosey cheeks and nose, sipping on flat whites, hot chocolates, whatever you prefer and smoking until lose a lung or both.

It is the weather of heartbreak, sorry darling, I'm having an affair with this cool crisp air.

Last night I went to a show in town including Julia Parr, New Friend, The Lunchbox Boys, Elstun Gun and more. I dibbed myself in for being on photo duty and got a whole bunch of sweet snaps, which you can find on my MySpace. Everything was halerious, especially when Immy and I were waiting to use the bathroom, which was never engaged...

April 19th night life totally fufilled my little written piece of the day, but where do you think the name 'lunchbox' really came from?

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