What can I say?
Okay, I just typed this out this entire thing in many paragraphs and the bloody computer freaks out. I'll try to do my best, re-attempting the previous acts.
I was in fact at the "Other Stage" at Glastonbury this past weekend. Snow Patrol, Von Bondies, Damien Rice, Chemical Brothers, and Franz Ferdinand were all real good acts, especially the latter. I wanted to dance, but this bald guy doesn't dance. I was stupid enough to wear a dark suit but I bet I looked extremely sexy with sunblock dripping down my face.
Uh, walking the streets at night is horrible. Not because it's the streets or it's at night, it's walking when I should be running. I just don't have the energy to run, though I desperately want to. Im' tired. Three kids, boys, is a lot of work. Sometimes I wonder how Cait does it with her at-home job and balancing between all three boys. Leo usually spends his time with me because he feels that he's a growing man, which he is.
Not touring is a real killer, too. I've been watching copies of MPIE and the Glastonbury gig(all of us own copies, some of us multiple) to keep the feel of touring around when I most need it. I even sometimes put on our albums and play along because I'm so bored. Wop.
COz' birthday party is this weekend. I hope to get real drunk in hopes that some guy will kick my arse for being a wanker, you know, just to see what it's like. Or we all get piss drunk,run around town like complete idiots and create havoc or have massive makeout sessions like the good old days. Hahaha, then I'll be able to get a bit of sleep.
Leo wants to see Harry Potter again, aye. I'll take him to an earlier show and then take him to see Farenheit 9/11 following after. I'm so cruel.
Well, it is early so I might want to get some sleep now. Tomorrow is flying kites with the family and some goddamn coffee and sweets to RUN.