Self help

Online diagnosis thingies are amusing. Particularly the ones on mentalhelp.net (thanks, Rob). If its learned tones are to be believed, then I'm a moderately manic, moderately depressed alcoholic ("Hazardous Usage: Help Strongly Urged") with borderline Adult Attention Deficit.

Or, in English - a Student.

Needless to say, we didn't win last night (if we had, I'd have mentioned it by now). We were happy enough with how we played, though, so we shrug and move on. The winners were some curious kind of 80's soul effort with a drum machine and a Prince/George Michael wannabe singer. Hmm. Great stage presence, though.

The low point of the night was Fine Line allegedly trying to make off with Neil's bag in their van - said bag containing as it did a grand's worth of cymbals and such things, as well as his phone and car keys. Kudos to Mike for spotting something was afoot, confronting them, and retrieving it. You really don't expect that kind of shit from another band.

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