I went to Nottingham for the weekend. My friend Nell had bought Panic at the Disco tickets so I went with her and her lovely friends. Nottingham is so cute and pretty and so was Panic at the Disco. Though their set ended at 9:30 and then no one really knew what to do afterwards. We went went back to Nell's flat and argued about lyrics and drum fills, actually. That's what happens when nerdy music people get together.
Anyway, I was just really happy to be among friends and to be in a house and to be fed food for three and not twenty and to sit around and watch television about cars without the feeling that I was meant to be doing something else.
It rained like you would not believe, however. We were soaked when we got back from the venue (we had walked.) And then I got back to London and I could see my breath though it was 5 o'clock in the afternoon. Goodness gracious, welcome to England.
