Sunday 4 October 2009

The house that beatrice built..


So I had a pretty sweet weekend (well a pretty good saturday night at least which, well just doesn't happen very often for some reason I'm limited to Fridays and Wednesdays?) not one but two dubstep orientated house parties situated slap bang in the middle of Plymouth and 10 mins from our house. Now im not usually the biggest fan of dubstep i think it sounds a bit like someone farting to a beat and every song sounds the same BUUUUT... i have to admit its amazing 2AM fucked up music & that is exactly what i need in my life.

In further news the 'second year blues' seem to have lifted from our house i don't know if this is because everyone is due to see their loved ones soon but at least we've stopped talking about moving to Bristol or Sheffield or London for a while. I have also realised how incredibly lazy/boring/stagnant im becoming take today for example, hangover aside all i did was move from films to shit american sitcoms back to films on our oh too comfortable sofa, my early new years resolution is to start riding more than twice a week and start shooting some photos again as i definately feel my life lacks a creative dimension at the moment.

peas

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