Not shooting Hevy this year.
Which means I’m going as a punter.
I’m going to get drunk.
*side note*
I’m sure they’re not ignoring me. I imagine they’re incredibly busy. It’s just frustrating.
So, this new project I’m working on.
There is a certain music powerhouse in Cardiff that, I’m trying to get in touch with. I want to let them know I really, really don’t want to step on their toes as, well, I love what they do! But, a million emails, numerous messages, tweets etc later…it seems, they are completely ignoring me.
Its probably the most frustrating thing, ever.
In other news, Sound Cloud are onboard. Bangin’.
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Sometimes I really worry that I’m going to forget my dad.
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In other news, I’m leaving for work 20 minutes early so I can get some porridge from Starbucks.
I’ve regressed into a 8 year old boy.
Broken my beard trimmer.
Beard is back.
Just in time for The Avengers this evening.
I’ve done absolutely nothing today. & it’s been absolutely brilliant.
I hit tesco before noon, picked up milkshake & hummus.
Then just hung out with my housemate the entire day. We nerded out on xbox. Two screens playing Battlefield with the football streaming from a laptop.
Followed by pizza & Independence Day.
I also learnt that the ‘Will’ in ‘Will Smith’ is short for Willard.
So not a complete waste, I guess.
Watching Independence Day. They’ve just upgraded to Death-Con 3. Shits getting real.
I’m keeping twitter updated. They’re gonna fucking hate it.
