and i'm far too hyper to go to bed although i really, really should.
so here goes...
favourite band: the gossip
favourite day: saturday
favourite headliner: sleater-kinney
favourite person: the oriental guy dressed in a cape, shades and gym shorts who went around all weekend doing aerobics, yelling out random things and just being totally bizarre in an ACE way.
favourite drunken moment: yelling to my flatmate over and over again in the middle of watching sleater-kinney that we had to kidnap gael garcia bernal after being told that he was at atp.
:D :D :D
worst bit: not getting to see lightning bolt because they barricaded off half the room and wouldn't let anyone else in. :(
but apart from that best weekend ever! why can't every day be like atp?