Glasto-fever
Jun. 21st, 2010 05:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The forecast is shiny, the bands alluring tinyurl.com/36d5z9u , the golden syrup for flapjacks is straining at the bag to get out.
One more sleep, but I don't know how I'll manage to. Maybe I should pack. Can I just be there already. Why am I going to work tomorrow? Idiot.

One more sleep, but I don't know how I'll manage to. Maybe I should pack. Can I just be there already. Why am I going to work tomorrow? Idiot.
