So yesterday, Jess flew over from Austria for a few days to see Forever The Sickest Kids in London with us.
Today, we met up with Beth, Allie and Rachel to have a random day in London, celebrate Allie's birthday, see Alice In Wonderland and then go to a Summerlin gig.
Many times we laughed till we cried in the diner (You are the meat in my taco) and even watched Allie get chatted up by a guy dressed as a dog.
The gig was weird as hell. We turned up 10 minutes after doors then got told to come back in 5 minutes. We went and sat in the bar, where we saw Andy, who sat down and started talking to us. Hour and a half / two hours later, we decided it would be a good idea to actually go watch the bands playing.
Seriously, the amount of times i've seen My Passion play, i haven't spoken to Andy for that long ever, but he is a definite legend, especially when it involves stories of Scottish Homer Simpson's and rectangle pits.