Some of the best decisions I've made recently have been born out of a feeling of "Is it really, in fact, worth it?"
On those days or nights, it's turned out to be more 'worth it' than ever.
Proper review of a really quite good gig on Kittensounds tomorrow; for now, giddy and extremely happy for the following reasons :
1) Chi gave me a t-shirt. I now have an official Modern t-shirt, as well as the one I made myself.
2) Nathan remembered who I was.
3) So did Bob.
4) So did Robert. What's more - I knew
I knew the magic word to start a conversation with Robert (starts with M, has an @ in it), so I used it, and it worked. He talked to me for bloody ages. See? Being a music
afficionado can be useful. Next mission : talk obscure New Romantic bands at Nathan, or something.
In short, hurray, good night. Thank you kjersti
for a) coming and b) keeping me company during H17. Oh, and katyha
, bad news, I'm afraid - that gig you were planning on coming to isn't happening, and apparently never was, I don't know why it's listed. Sorry. :/
But yes. Mmm. Band. I like them. They're good. Tired now, mind. But in possession of a shirt.