......BRILLIANT
Previous Day
Next Day
What a great night and a great band. Wow I never knew how well Fiona sang? Not that I had ANY doubts as everyone said she was brilliant, but considering she's a northern lass like myself, she has the most beautiful voice, it was fantastic.
So yeah Beetroot came onstage around 10, far too early for me and Stephen, seeing as we're usually watching tv in bed by that time, but hey you gotta show support haven't you?
So yeah the gig was at Piano's which my friend Matty part-owns and what a little fucking goldmine that place is? Packed it was, full to the gills of students and hip and trendy younglings... Hey I felt fine, no worries there, didn't feel like a grandmother, always a good thing.
Anyway so check out there site above, it's pretty cool, although the image links don't work so I need to text Fiona about that, make sure she knows and get her web designer in deep shit...hee hee.
Actually what was funny was watching all the new baby STOMPERS at the front of the show all waving their arms around and get all very excited because basically they're'e boss Fiona was onstage, so shit they had to show HUGE SUPPORT, to the point of hysterical madness, which they did a couple of times, especially at one point when they all started clapping STOMP style. Personally I thought it was way too much kiss ass, but hey these kids are happy to get such a good job, guess they're showing their appreciation. Although every time one of the little bastards backed up into me I nearly punched them in the back of the neck. Hey what can I tell you, rooms with lost of people always make me a little anxious, but I managed pretty well I think?
So yeah we got out of there around 11:15, jumped straight in a cab and immediately went to bed. I actually wanted to watch a bit of the taped Golden Globes and yes I already fucking know that Broke Back Mountain won best movie as it came on the Radio 1 news show that I've been listening to, I couldn't turn it off in time...damn, bugger. To be honest I just like seeing the stars presenting and the pissed off faces (which they manage to hide very well) of the losers in the audience. Right then, so I've just finished some work at home whilst texting Francesca in Texas and doing this page. Hey I'm rolling on the multi-task thing today, cannot be stopped.
Then later on, in fact at 1:30pm I have my HSG appointment which basically means Hysterosalpingography – roentgenography of the uterus and uterine tubes.*
(Roentgenography – the taking of pictures (roentgenograms) of internal structures of the body by passage of x-rays through the body to act on specially sensitized film.*)
Sounds painful yeah? I'm shitting myself, but I want it doing, so they can clean my tubs which makes the process of getting knocked up a bit easier? Hey I maas wellll get all this stuff done before I can't, if you get my meaning?
It is supposed to be painful, well more crampy than painful, but it's worth it, and besides my other girlfriends who for now will remain nameless want it doing, so I'm like their guinea pig...yeah thanks ladies.
So on that note, my stomach all of a sudden churned which means that I need breakfast as I haven't had any yet, and I also need to shower and all that crap...
So wish me luck and I'll let y'all know tomorrow how it went....aaarrgghhh
