today the reading tickets arrived! i say tickets, they're not tickets. just a letter saying where to get our tickets. BUT IT STILL HAS THE COOL BLOODY ENVELOPE, ALRIGHT?
boom.
guest camping! going over the "improved" camping area descriptions has induced a bit of a chuckly chuckle. "cleaner showers." wasn't actually aware of any showers at reading in the first place. "better camping conditions." i assume here that they mean the complete lack of teenage morons marauding around and rebelling after realising that they're away from mummy and daddy for the first time in their lives. having said all that we'll just camp in gen pop anyway. friends + atmosphere beats a not-as-shit-as-normal-camping-but-still-shit-no-doubt shower.
anyway, having received the tickets today i couldn't help but fondly reminisce over readings past. about a year or so ago i said i'd never be back there cause i'd grown so much contempt for the festival. but really, i have no reasons be have contempt for it. sure, it's shit that there's so many dicks there and young people there and it's all overpriced to fuck and christ can someone call the fucking wahmbulance already? why moan about the annoying parts and forget about the legendary moments that have happened over the years? FACE IN MUD, wildslinging, trolley wars, baker, jailbait, etc. i appreciate that these will make no sense to anyone outside my circle of friends, but that's the beauty of a festival like reading - everyone takes away different memories from one collective experience. i'm confident that this year will be just as great as the others.
and seeing as i won the damn tickets there's no sense of injustice if it turns out to be utter balls. double win!
that's all for now, but before i go, check out the morgan freeman chain of command. just because.
http://www.cslacker.com/images/funny/clever_amusing/morgan_freeman_chain_of_command/
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