Today has not been great.

Zico went down a storm at Download.

Maiden tonight.

I am not there.

Because of my bloody stupid principles.

*Mutters irritably*

And. AND!!! ( It just gets worse. Srsly. )

So if you'll excuse me, I'm going to have a spot of lunch, and then go to bed for a bloody good sulk.

( Oh, and a music related post scriptum: )

Woke up grumpy.

This may have something to do with the following two facts:

One, Slay makes such a godawful racket getting up and leaves every light in the house on so that no matter how deeply I am asleep he wakes me up. I bloody hate that.

Two, I was having a very weird dream about driving around the countryside half naked with Gamma Ray's drummer and I couldn't figure out why I'd lost my shirt and bra.

Dirk, yes - but Dan?

In other news, RPF got a bazillion oscars. I wonder what the queen thinks?

Also, Sam hasn't eaten his mouse that I gave him last night. Git.