which reminds me again
(i'd do anything rather than this work!!)

of the big chill this summer. my friend and i were lying in the grass, under the blisteringly hot sun, drinking icy cold champagne cocktails and generally chilling out after a torrid 90 minute session trying to erect the tent (it was my first time. and she'd forgotten half the bits. i'm surprised we're not on youtube, we had such an audience watching. we had to tie the fucking thing to other people's tents, like a small blue canvas parasite. turned out in the morning there should have been a "groundsheet" or something as well, as everything was sopping wet. and not in a good way. i'm so not cut out for this one with nature shit, bring on the five star hotels!).

anyway, there we were, nice music, nice booze, getting excited about the huge party later on that evening. then i saw him. the man of my dreams. selling huge hash flapjacks. no smoking required!! before my friend could say anything, i'd beckoned him over.

"how many will we need?"

"you smoke dope?"

"er, not really," i hedged. i never did get the point of it. i understand pepping yourself up. but slowing yourself down? why? but maybe hooning off flapjacks would be different. the guy recommended one. i bought two each. how strong could it be?

they tasted like shit. i've inhaled armpit stench on the underground that tasted better in my mouth. but after we'd forced them down, things were grand. we were giggling at nothing and everything was melting and taking heed of the bible and going forth and multiplying, our hands, the glasses of cocktail, the people...

then i looked at my watch(es). 7pm. shit, where had the last 2 hours gone? time to get ready for the big saturday night. we made our way back to the tent, and collapsed on the airbed to get changed and made up.

and woke up at EIGHT AM!!!!! slept right through the entire. fucking. festival. what a pair of tits. ( . )( . ) we felt fantastic though, really fresh and well-rested...

we're going again this year. there will be no herbs. consumed, smoked or otherwise! anyone else going??
( rachelswipe with a fork, Thu 20 Mar 2008, 21:48, 1 reply)

Maybe
depends if i can get one of my stingy student friends to come as my brother isn't going this year and I don't much fancy going on my own.
(sailorspoon started wiping his own arse from, Thu 20 Mar 2008, 23:02, closed)