So I did some thinking following yesterday's Wah! I can't see pulp post.
Thoughts included "I never do anything spontaneous that I want to", "I've never seen anyone I like live", "shoulda woulda coulda are the last words of a fool".
Upshot is, I've been on that there interwebs and observed pulp are also doing the wireless festival for a mere £55 a ticket. Tis in that there London. In happier times I may have asked teh Misty if she wants a day out. But those days are gone gone gone (woh ooo).
I don't want to go on my own, and thus have done potentially a very silly thing. Idiot Girl, my favourite (& only) sister, what are you doing next July?
Result: I have booked two tickets. A day out with IG. Must add masochism to my list of mental problems.
Satisfaction
3 hours ago
2 comments:
Spang!
I hope it's real, but knowing my luck it isn't.
Were you born within an hour of each other? Did your parents say you could be sister and brother?
...Jared...
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