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G and I went to the gig at the Boat Race last night - and so, it seemed, did virtually everyone else I know: I felt like I knew or at least recognised about 90% of the people there. Skelliga were first, and quite enjoyable; then came The Scary Bitches, who were hilarious and definitely my favourite of the night. I'm sure I've heard a couple of their songs somewhere before, but I can't think of when it might have been. Finally were Swarf, who most people rated very highly. I thought they were OK, but nothing special. The music itself was quite listenable-to, but I could have done without the vocalist. Mind you, I hardly ever like female voices in music.

Then dragged mobbsy back to our flat to try some of the Elgin whisky I got G for Christmas, and watched The Gamers and Groundhog Day with him. Afterwards I got in a foul mood as a result of too much alcohol and a silly squabble with G which ended with him passing out on the bed - hence my last post.

Today I feel very hung over. G and robinbloke have gone to watch a performance of The Wizard of Oz and will be back quite late; I will make pizza for them afterwards. I think I'll go and play some more Dungeon Siege: Legends of Aranna now...