The Situation: me and my band were in a coffee shop somewhere in Tomas Morato, drinking coffee (duh), annoying the fuck out of the laptop-weilding patrons who look like they’re about to close a deal or something but the fact that we were in a corner playing the guitars and loudly singing off-tune (we were, erm, composing songs. Shut up.) were preventing them from getting any real work done.

Also, we ended up in a Thai restaurant where we overloaded on curry dishes until I felt like throwing up all over the place. Read the rest of this entry »