This week has been insane. Ive traveled the length of the South and back again.
On Monday after work I traveled from London to Brighton for a press event. I was stood on the balcony of the theatre royal eating fish and chips and 10 hours later I was backing working in London.
I went back to the Landor on Thursday because I can't say no to that show or the Landors chips.
On Friday I travelled to Portsmouth wearing a backpack, vans and an evening dress. It was the wedding of my best friend - also named Hannah-s mum and we danced and watched the sun go down.
Ok we had tequila slammers until we went down.
We were useless on Saturday and so was the weather. If it's possible I think we died of KFC and lived in some kind of weird after life that was worse than an actual hangover. Hannah and I went to what was probably the shitest museum I've ever been to. It was actually great. That evening we caught the Train back to London.
On the journey we had our hearts set on a cheeseburger on the way to my house. I googled the local takeaway closing time and it said midnight. Our train pulled in at 10 to 12 and I was like 'Hannah' and Hannah was like 'Hannah' . And we did it. We ran for a cheeseburger.
The guy had turned the grills off but I think he saw our cases and pale hungry faces and turned them back on for us. Thanks takeaway guy.
On Sunday we went to ELCAF to see lots of comic art. It was fun and worth the trip. I like seeing independent makers with zines and graphic novels. It gave me a few ideas. Last week I was a little lost on what to do but I feel pretty inspired now. I just need to get to bed before 1am at some point and I think I'll have the energy to create.
Mi feel totally wiped but I'm lucky I get to go to these shows and events and I got to see my best buddy for a whole weekend.
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