Been falling behind with Internet stuff (blogs, podcasts, bugmail) recently, which I'm taking as a good sign that I'm spending more time on work and, you know, talking to people and stuff.
Went to see Alison Angus at The Adelphi on Thursday. They weren't the biggest name on the posters, but it seemed like half the room was there to support them, so it was cool. They played a fantastic set, after which I stayed for That Fucking Tank, who were insane. In a good way.
Coming home a bit deaf and stinking of smoke, but otherwise okay, I finally got to hit the switch on the Alison Angus Numbcast we recorded a month ago, which got edited along the way so it doesn't totally rape your ears. It's not the most coherent bit of audio ever recorded, but I think it's worth listening to even if you skip the first 10 minutes of crap and go straight to the music/interview. Especially if you know Birchy and Josh, and want to find out some... uh... personal info about them.
On Saturday I went to a birthday party, and I'd just like to say that bouncy castles never get old. Even when you're 18. Though now I'm regretting what seemed like a good idea at the time, as my legs still ache a bit...
I've also been thinking a bit recently about school and about being a year behind. People ask me what it's like all the time, and I usually say I don't know, along with something mumbled and unconvincing about it being a bit weird but I don't have much choice and such. And that's true, but I think there's more to it.
Year 12 has been overwhelming in a way I'm still finding hard to explain. I mean, there's obviously a lot of history with my own year, there are groups, and that's not always a bad thing. (Calling people my own age "old friends" sounds a bit odd, but yeah, they're still friends.) But going to school every day and seeing 100-odd people I didn't know a few months ago, and making first impressions again, is something different. Some people I'm only just getting to know. Some I already feel like I've known my entire life. That they're a bit younger makes no difference, they're great people and I'm honestly enjoying life with them.
'Course, I can't think about friends without thinking about the one that's not here any more, but I don't know what I can say about Tunnie that would make any sense. I don't know whether it's actually sunk in properly, or whether it ever will. I need to think about it some more.
And more generally, I know it's easy to identify people by their problems. I suppose that's reasonable if you don't know somebody, but I don't really like it. Maybe I'm being idealistic, but it'd be nice if people were always known for their successes.
I guess I just need some of those now.
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