do you want my presence or need my help?

fallin' at your feet has never been harder.

Crowded House was fantastic. Two encores, an interesting intermission involving greyhounds and a completely overpriced shirt. I got closer to Neil than I thought I'd ever be, but my god CW fans can't dance for SHIT. Then again, most of us are stodgy types.

I saw my old history teacher with his son, but we never exchanged words.

Stuff ended and stuff started. Can't go into it now but all in all I think I played a good game. Rather safe and somewhat defensive but he fucked himself on the offensive. Fucking Sicilian game. Loser. I'm kind of smug and slightly ashamed at the same time, but his timing blows like a cheap whore. Apres exams, you tasteless wank.

That said, Crowded House is still making me very, very happy. Sigh. Private Universe to open, a star-flecked Don't Dream It's Over, a lovely rendition of Pour Le Monde and that ladidadidah song that I can never remember the name of. The little bit of 'Farewell, Goodbye, Auf Wederhsen Goodnight' was very sweet, too :) Fall At Your Feet was of course a banging' highlight - and pounding snatch of Locked Out in the first encore. I liked Something So Strong better than I thought I would, and the singalong was sweet.

Better Be Home Soon was a lovely cap to the night.

*swoon*

Thought I saw someone that night, but maybe not. Cancelled a playdate with C but wondering if I did the right thing. Not like we'd have done much work, but I kinda want a hug right now. Oh well. Apres exams, sweetheart. After the flood.

xx