So last Sunday I went to the Green Day gig. It was fantastic. I don't feel all excited or energetic about it anymore, so I'm not really able to think of extravegant words to say about it. But it was nonetheless very enjoyable.

New Found Glory supported, the only topless guy in their band -would- have to be the topless one. He wobbled. Vile.

Laura (from my old home) visited Monday to Thursday this week. She's always good company and was well behaved. It was a pleasure to see her for a few days. Although she did end up forcing me to spend £21 on yet another gig, as I mentioned in my last post.

Runrig were fantastic. As it was my third gig in six days, the novelty of going to gigs had worn off. So it meant that I could sit there (it was an entirely seated event) and appreciate the greatness. I was really happy when they did "Skye" and then "Loch Lomond" in their second encore.

Life now needs to get back to some normal routine of lectures and learning, though. I had hoped after my week and a bit off Uni and trying to relax that I'd be more enthusiastic about Uni and have more energy. But I'm still groggy, I was bitching at Big Richard last night and again this morning; Although he -was- being a tart. It might also be that I've been ill twice in two weeks. Hmpf..