| .mars journal. |
| a new section for my site and probably the least interesting for you random people but somtimes i need a place to vent..and this seems like as good a place as any today is thrusday 31st of october 2002 and desite my best efforts, im sat at home. in a parralel universe somwhere.. im now on stage playing my arse off. but in this world the landlord of the wellington boot decided that a brass band would be more suitable (despite already telling us that halloween is fine) so we re-booked the gig for the day after then that fell thru. god only knows when were playing now this probably shouldnt get to me so much.. but, as sad as it seems, most of my social life is revlovling around this band at the mo iv got to get out more *crosses fingers for saturday night* more random crap later |
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