To celebrate surviving 19 years since I fell out of my mum, Im going to drink this disgusting wine and go and watch the incredible Blackwater Caravan at iBar.
Looks like me and my liver are going to have some string words this weekend.
Turns out I cant stay with my uncle. So Australia is out of the question.
I'm surprisingly not monumentally pissed off about this. Yeah, I wasted a little money and I feel like I bit of an idiot. But in the grand scheme of things I've not really lost anything.
Now I can go back to college, start a real band, and start work without leaving 2 weeks in to go treking around the desert in a tent. I can do that in a couple of years. Right now, all I really want to do is float.
