Last night I played pool, drank Stella (further proof that there is no God, or he/she/it does exist and hates us all), took pictures and went home. This morning I woke up with a bastard of a headache and my laptop playing Sophia's cover version of Jealous Guy very loudly. That is all...



...actually it's not. I have some videos for Walshie here and here, they have lots of swearing. :-@