So much for "I might get lucky and all my sore bits will have one of their little breaks while I'm away seeing NO"
No such fucking luck, I can barely move today and, as for the swelling, well let's just say if any of the chicks are checking my crotch bulge, and think it's huge, that's neither sock nor cock, just swolen flesh. it WAS going down, and I thought I'd scored good, but last night when I got into bed I sort of realised that my legs didn;t fit together any more, at least since I didn;t sleep last night it'll help me get over tonight.
Bollox bollox bollox, how shit is all that time on a bus gonna be, AND I'm gonne be SO wasted on painkillers than any sensible amount of alcohol consumption seems really unlikely. And you can forget the mosh pit, looks like I'll be glued to the sounddesk, Deeply pissed off about this. Sympathy not required tho, mind you, if you've got a softer seat than me in the pub you might like to swap :)
On the bright side... Nu ODDAH NU ODDAH NU ODDAH NU ODDAH.
