I'll sleep when I'm dead. Or really really tired.

God rest Jacquie D's soul. Apparently Metallica are really from the midlands. If you listen to their song, "Master of Puppets", you can definately hear a birmingham twang. They probably hang out with Napalm Death and Alan's Cousins by the water fountains.

My bag's packed, I have 12 cans of Morrison's best bitter, a warm cloak, an orange tent that feels nice when you rub your face against it, 25g of Golden Vag, and other such accessories for stomping around in a muddy field till Monday. Heck yeah.