Saturday, 16 January 2010

The sunday squeaky weekly

Im writing this at 3am in a warehouse in hackney, absoluty fucked.

I thought id try and brave london for a skate this weekend, turns out its a bad idea. Royal oak was fucking rammed, so me and tim found ourselves at the 3.30pm.

Next we thought we would head down to leo sharps exhibiton whilst it was in town, and when we rocked up it was closed, so one massive ballache of a trip which could have been avoided, so yet again we found ourselves a nice little pub, must have been around 5pm by this point.

Im not sure what else to say really, dont suppose it matters, no cunt ever reads this shit

peace and love

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