Cellos and Finns

Tonight is the Apocalyptica concert up at the Marquee. James is coming down, which is cool.

The party on Tuesday night was good, even if I did have a Classical Prose lesson the next day at 9:00 a.m. The-girl-known-only-as-Miss-X turned up, but we hardly exchanged a dozen words for all the time she was here. One day, she's calling me, wanting to get together or something, the next it's like I'm not even there. Talk about mixed bloody messages.

I need some more money, so I think I'll submit a review of Life on Eden to Pyramid.