...just got home from going to see STOMP it rocked, seen it befor of cource but you know, they change it so wasnt exatly the same, the trip back was hell had to sit opposite this lil ganster wannabie wank stain and a bunch of loud mothed broads who sang spice girls most of the way home, the driver couldnt actually drive and i had just enough room to be in shit loads of pain =P yesterday went to go see Artaud in wonderland, oh my it was soooooooo kool, this one was just in town rather then london like stomp, and all was gooood wit it except a feel a lil bad now, there were these chicks at the workshop we went to on Brecth, and they were the ones that told us about it, they were there and sitting behind us and at the start they said hi, and trying to be nice and chat i turned round but my headphones were caught, so it seemed like i totally blanked thm then there was no intermission so couldnt say sorry and chat THEN so waited outside afterwards to chat and sorry and crap and they just didnt come through the exit door i was watching...it actually turns out they were standing like 2 feet away on my other side so i seemingly ignored them AGAIN oooops