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So, that promised update.
Nov. 21st, 2009 10:32 amThursday
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bossmew, meet Musers in the Rocket, party on, check into hostel, head to the O2, eat dinner, go see the Big Pink (never again - strobes of doom) followed by TWO STAR Muse gig (we were a bit disappointed to say the least, oh the things we threatened to do to that megaphone if we ever got hold of it), start Mexican wave, shout at Fiona Philips off of GMTV, party on in the Clink bar for a little while, bed.
Friday
Wake up, lie in bed talking about Muse with roomies, emergency new boot shopping avec hilarious sock-superglue-related mishap and lovely noodley lunch with roomies, back to the Rocket, booze, to the DOME! A little later this time so we miss the Big Pink - then one of the best Muse gigs of the 12 I've now seen. If I had to re-write my 35 reasons, this would be on here. The screaming for MK Ultra. Crying during Cave. The air-guitar-on-our-knees to Guiding Light. Remind me to always stand with Musers from the board at future gigs. Time of my actual life. Back to the Clink, late-night lolz, bed.
Saturday
Lynzi Day! Breakfast in Euston, meet n00bs in Trafalgar Square, sing, get rained on, take shelter/culture in the National Gallery, pub, drink, sing, piss off the locals, sing, drink, bus home, emo.
BRILLIANT. I think this was possibly one of the best three days of my life, it was just so hilarious. Met some great new people too. Just, epic love for you all, even if you were infectious. I came down with the Muser Lurgy cold from hell on Wednesday and missed three days of work. FAIL. So worth it though. The end. I could probably say loads more but that's the basics. Lazy. What else is going on? Oh yeah, still jobseeking, I have had my flu jabs and I'm going to be an auntie again! :D
Bus to Loldon, meet
bossmew, meet Musers in the Rocket, party on, check into hostel, head to the O2, eat dinner, go see the Big Pink (never again - strobes of doom) followed by TWO STAR Muse gig (we were a bit disappointed to say the least, oh the things we threatened to do to that megaphone if we ever got hold of it), start Mexican wave, shout at Fiona Philips off of GMTV, party on in the Clink bar for a little while, bed.Friday
Wake up, lie in bed talking about Muse with roomies, emergency new boot shopping avec hilarious sock-superglue-related mishap and lovely noodley lunch with roomies, back to the Rocket, booze, to the DOME! A little later this time so we miss the Big Pink - then one of the best Muse gigs of the 12 I've now seen. If I had to re-write my 35 reasons, this would be on here. The screaming for MK Ultra. Crying during Cave. The air-guitar-on-our-knees to Guiding Light. Remind me to always stand with Musers from the board at future gigs. Time of my actual life. Back to the Clink, late-night lolz, bed.
Saturday
Lynzi Day! Breakfast in Euston, meet n00bs in Trafalgar Square, sing, get rained on, take shelter/culture in the National Gallery, pub, drink, sing, piss off the locals, sing, drink, bus home, emo.
BRILLIANT. I think this was possibly one of the best three days of my life, it was just so hilarious. Met some great new people too. Just, epic love for you all, even if you were infectious. I came down with the Muser Lurgy cold from hell on Wednesday and missed three days of work. FAIL. So worth it though. The end. I could probably say loads more but that's the basics. Lazy. What else is going on? Oh yeah, still jobseeking, I have had my flu jabs and I'm going to be an auntie again! :D
