The best thing to do the day after a festival has finished, and it's half one in the morning, and the cast and crew "party" of Every Body Laughs (consisting of three people, each wearing two hats each) has just left your flat, and you've not started packing yet, and the flat is messier than it ever has been before, and you're quite tired and emotional, and drunk for the 30th time in 30 consecutive days... the best thing to do is to sit down and blog and forget about it all, because really it's all under control.
I'm flying later on today. Cut me some freaking slack, people.
Flight details as follows:
AER LINGUS EI 254 M/ECONOMY CLASS CONFIRMED
DEP EDINBURGH WED 1SEP04 1.50PM
ARR DUBLIN WED 1SEP04 2.50PM
I am, as ever, worried. But slightly less than I was a month ago. A month ago, I didn't have my guardian angel branded (almost) on my ass. Now I do. So it all should be okay.
This Festival has been an ever so good Festival. It's been brill. It got particularly interesting towards the end, and I'm looking forward to further developments. I'm being vague, but I am drunk.
On Sunday, Dave Mum was complaining about the content of my blog. I do believe he made me a solemn promise to write a 60 word guide to/summary of the blog that would thereafter be displayed on the right hand margin for ease of access to new readers. Dave, get to it.
This will all be overhauled, probably tomorrow night (if I survive the flight) due to no longer having any money or anything else to do, because the Festival has finished and my life is over.
I'm flying later on today. Cut me some freaking slack, people.
Flight details as follows:
AER LINGUS EI 254 M/ECONOMY CLASS CONFIRMED
DEP EDINBURGH WED 1SEP04 1.50PM
ARR DUBLIN WED 1SEP04 2.50PM
I am, as ever, worried. But slightly less than I was a month ago. A month ago, I didn't have my guardian angel branded (almost) on my ass. Now I do. So it all should be okay.
This Festival has been an ever so good Festival. It's been brill. It got particularly interesting towards the end, and I'm looking forward to further developments. I'm being vague, but I am drunk.
On Sunday, Dave Mum was complaining about the content of my blog. I do believe he made me a solemn promise to write a 60 word guide to/summary of the blog that would thereafter be displayed on the right hand margin for ease of access to new readers. Dave, get to it.
This will all be overhauled, probably tomorrow night (if I survive the flight) due to no longer having any money or anything else to do, because the Festival has finished and my life is over.