Making enemies is good

Hey ho, haven't bothered my arse with this thing recently but I'm FINISHED FOR THE DAY (even though I've got half an hour or so till knocking off time, I'm FINISHED, I've been good today so what's left can wait till Monday) so I thought I'd jot down what's been going on.

Nothing much since whenever... went to the Kamikazes the other night, didn't hang around long... been working... done fuck-all last night... the most interesting thing has been a little... debate... with a certain promotor of a certain recent gig. Enough's been said recently to be bothered going into it here, but all I'll say is SHENANIGANS! Fun stuff though, Minus3 usually become good friends with everyone who crosses our path, odd to have some seriously silly shit stirred up for a change.

I'm like the Hulk, me. Don't make me angry... you wouldn't like me when I'm angry.

Chances are you wouldn't like me anyway, but that's besides the point. Ho ho.

Got the burning desire to get some shit done for ourselves again though, been talking to Cuff about getting this "Off The Cuff" Promotions/Records idea brewing again, briefly dipped my toes in those waters this afternoon with some thoughts I've had recently. Let's see what happens. I suppose I should get the bastard Minus3 site up and running again first...

Not been sleeping too good recently, been tired as fuck some nights but as soon as I lie down, my mind's all over the place. Annoying.

Janette passed her crit, the last one of her last placement. It's 'cos she rawks, see.

Going out for dinner tonight, but I've got no idea and it didn't occur to me to put shoes on instead of trainers this morning. Not much else planned... everyone's now paid, so it's probably off to Cuffs tomorrow night for some kind of party-type thing. I plan on being moody and quiet, I'll probably be found tanning the JD straight from the bottle and eating dry pasta (or one of my other ridiculously disgusting drunken party 'tricks') while accidently destroying/annoying everyone and everything around me as usual.

Nowt much else to do with the weekend other than that, maybe tidy up and actually go shopping for food for a change. No practice again this week, it's becoming apparent that Sunday rehersals are bollocks anyway so Cuff says he's going to see what we can get in a one-night-mid-week kind of thing, depending on when the band can all get together.

This is the end of this journal entry.