Grey skies. Rain. Vodka. Clothes line photo opps. Humidity. Sunshine. Delayed yet very muddy entry line. Smirnoff. Double Parking. Washington. Darwin Deez. Wet hair. More rain. The Wombats. Ponchos. Uffie. Muddy Docs. Light denim and leather. Chopping through the mosh. Rubbing up to people in the mosh (only involuntary). Soulwax. Munted heads. You don't have a hot body, put a shirt on mate. Girl, there really is no need to sit on that boy's shoulders. Busy P. Busy Pictionary. My homegirl MISSY ELLIOT. Gossip folks. Bootylicious dancers. One-Two-Step. Random convos with other randoms. Mud. More mud. Invading merch stand. Tired feet. I can't walk. Let me sit. Oh the train seat! Mass feast at Maccas. Medium McChicken Meal and 6 McNuggets. ooOo Big Mac sauce YUMYUM! Get naked. CBF for a shower. Clean pjs. Rather wash sheets in the morning. zzZzZzZZzZzzzzz's!!
Morning after. Body in agony. Someone kill me. Need a wheelchair.
That's Parklife for ya.
x Your Only Blackswan
ps. This new reading list in Blogger sucks balls....the borders don't even match up. And where's the option of scrolling for most posts?? Ahemmm!!!! >:(