Hey

The Sick and Twisted last night was pretty damn trippy.

There was a live laptop act with a stage name that doesn't bear repeating here that was absolutely bizarre.

I didn't do much dancing because over the last couple of days my right leg has been hurting, specifically in the hip and in the knee. I could facetiously say that I must be channelling my cat Elmo, who had a run in with a car once and still bears the orthopedic scars.

But it's probably just the cold.

I'm feeling down right now, but I was happy before.

A couple of weeks ago I read something about Adastreia playing a show somewhere in Essex, but tonight I can't find the entry saying where it was.

It doesn't matter, I most probably missed their set anyway.

I'm paying rent this week.

My landlady is coming over Tuesday because the Washing Machine has developed a terrible leak (part of the reason I was running late was because I had to mop up the water while a load washed. Fortunately I'm close to up to date with my washing).

I'll pay her then.

I think I've figured out an interim solution for my Kick problem.

I'll try it out tomorrow.

Over and out.

J