26 October: falling down the stairs
I'm having one of those days where I really shouldn't have got out of bed. I managed to slip on the stairs, even though I'm completely sober. Cue neckstrain that I have a feeling will soon start hurting like buggery.

Ah well. I got to see the Verlaines last night, and have a good chat to Tanja, and Steve, and Becks. So I can't complain. And the Verlaines rocked, played all the important ones (throwing out 'Death and the Maiden' mid-set and encoring with 'Pyromaniac' and 'Slow Sad Love Song').

The fact that no-one who reads this will have the slightest clue what I am talking about does not detract from the genius that was last night. Followed by late night drunken AIM flirting. What more could a boy want? (well, two things actually, but never mind that now). 
| ¶ 5:43 pm