I was rudely awoken this morning by a matress invading my bedroom. At 9am. On a Saturday. I didn't even know that time exsisted, and I was quite bewildered as to what one does at such an hour. 3 mugs of coffee, 1 toffee yoghurt, 1 jam batch and 26 raspberries later I am dressed and hiding in a small corner of the Tower as the rest is filled with bits of my parents' bed because they're getting a new carpet or something like that. I am still very tired.
Last night I sat and watched 2 Dylan Moran gigs, it hurts to laugh that much. Consequently it was around 2am when I went to bed so I'm functioning on 7hrs sleep which is just wrong.
I'm poverty stricken this week. Payday isn't until next Friday Next Friday is also the beginning of the Godiva Festival, a local music event that takes place every year at the Memorial park in Coventry must to the disgust of the local residents who can't cope with a little extra noise for 3 days out of the 365 of the year. The Human League are playing the Electro night this year :woot: 80s electro is the best.