Blister in the Sun

http://tumblr.com/xwecnwrzx - Nouvelle Vague who were INSANELY GOOD at Glasto, and extremely sexy. Like last time. Everyone were good; got a couple of songs of mgmt, gang of four and hot chip, and the whole show scissor sisters was so much fun. Gorillaz crowd amazingly entertaining. nighttime atmosphere perfect. Not being great with adjectives at the moment but the basic sentiment is I WANT TO BE BACK. London is making me feel dull.

Dominic Self (king of blogs) chastised me the other day for neglecting this in favour of tumblr, so here is a catch up post. Went to cambridge yesterday eventually after train battles and got a tour round kings with a lovely shy history of art student. Kings just makes me smile everytime I'm near it, like in glastonbury where I must have looked pilled up every minute (I wasn't, at all). Clare does also seem lovely though, and i liked what they said about english a lot. But I think my heart is set on kings for some reason. Probably the kayaks. trinity hall was also beautiful and got a look in before we headed back for the longest and slowest train ride since trying to get home from Florence in 36 degree heat.
So so tired once I got back; james cheered me up with dinner and a drink then went to have a night out with the rest of the world while I got a train back home (from queens park so into and out of london but I'd already spent so long on trains another half hour seemed worth it to avoid crashing my bike) so now I'm too well rested; while hangovers are slept off, I am eating and dancing alone to chase and status and nouvelle vague and netsky. Going to read enduring love in a minute so at least I can feel productive.

Not sure when I last blogged but breif run down so I remember this summer better than the last.
Last weekend Glasto of course after a week of "progressing" which I've forgotten entirely. Oh Saturday was a year anniversary, Maddys 16th and the day High Contrast smiled at me.
Tuesday night - a boiling LSE room gathering, bought a tasty kebab and got kicked out of tescos.
Wednesday - bunked off and ad breakfast with J then waitressed very thoroughly at the graduation, crashed out at alices and saw alexs new hair and phone in a sleepy drunken state.
thursday - an actual school lesson reading much ado about nothing then James's to watch a very odd film about the 80s with Macaulay Culkin then left early friday morn for the cambridge trek.

This was very diary/planner like but at least it wasn't on tumblr. And it's all been very very hot.