I can’t help it, I’m an opinionated b***h. I guess that’s why I’m a journalist. I HAVE TO give my opinion about everything, and even if my thoughts remain unpublished by officialised press, I HAVE TO find a trash can in which to dump my opinionated ego. And what’s better than face
pukebook for this?
This is something I couldn’t help keeping for myself after a lovely night spent listening to awesome bands (actually, only Bo Ningen are awesome. The others, not sure) and boozing for free surrounded by yuppies at a kinda corporate event for industry people and the so-called alternative crowd held in an infamous pub in the ‘Ditch.
And since I couldn’t keep it for myself then, I cannot keep it for myself even know.