Sunday Bloody Sunday

Actually we had a lovely Sunday. Darren, Ben and I went to the Black Box and enjoyed the very laid back vibe, coffee, and films. Darren and Ben bought books and vinyls. They were totally impressed with the array of 2nd hand goods on offer. I saw Terry Hooley, he was manning a music stall. I didn't speak to him ( because I don't know him, only of him and I used up my quota of psychobitch for this month)
I had time to reflect on my shameful Twitter behaviour last night and yet again (will I never learn) that too much alcohol and Tweeting is not a terribly good idea.
I must remember that Twitter is not real life.
I must remember that twitter is not real life.
I must remember that Twitter is not real life.
Any better?
I don't know if I can make that concept stick.
I will try harder. I hate thinking I hurt anyone. No excuse for that. Especially a friend. ARH! Did it again. I must remember that Twitter is not real life.