Fuck.
I can't believe I only have two weeks. And, then after that. What? What am I going to do? What am I going to do with the rest of my life? Fuck. What? What? What? What? What happened to my fucking plans? And, why have an inordinate number of people in the last two weeks told me that I'm talented and that I need to not waste my talent. I am taking my thesis in to be bound on the 11th. It occurred to me today that on the fifth years anniversary of the towers falling I was going to handing over my dissertation to a publisher of sorts. I'm freaking out about all of this hardcore. Man.
Now, some photos from taken from my camera phone at the festival this weekend.
this is Bez from Happy Mondays.
Echo and the Bunnymen are onstage in this shot. Its hard to tell.
And, that is De La Soul. The guy whose face you can't see because of the glare is John's mate Glyn.
And this is De La Soul right before John made me ask them for a photo. I mean, a photo with them and me. More on all of this later.
