Guys, I am really drunk right now. We went to the Oxford Art Factory to see the Twelves, but this is how it went down:
- about 11pm we got there, we thought we saw Nick (Hi Nick!)
- we got cocktail jugs. they have jugs named after famous people. Nick should know this, actually, because his band plays here sometimes I think.
- anyway, the Andy Warhol is peachy-orangy, the Bob Dylan is vodka-vanilla-white chocolately and the Van Gogh is absinthey apple minty
- so anyway, long story short I am having to try really hard not to make about a bazillion spelling mistakes and Hannah is currently in the bathroom trying not to throw up saying "I made a terrible mistake"
Saturdays are fucking tops.