Got a stink on

Proper bo.

4 days with no clean clothes and I'm starting to smell like a hideous orangutan with no respect for its chimp neighbors.

Today is the last day at the festival. And I'm a bit peeved because Chris Cornell has canceled because the PUSSY has a cold or something. He's "ill" anyway - it's better be TB, Typhoid or a REAL man cold, or I'll be having words with the fucker.

I can't remember if I said the last time I wrote something (and I can't be bothered to read back on it right now as my time is yet again, running out), but my job has now come through and I've got all the papers to sign etc. Which is good... something to look forward to when I get home anyway... that and a nice, clean, super king size bed + possibly the best shower I'll ever have.

I've been a bit homesick for the last few days - the weather got a bit depressing and Laura and Gary got washed out. Both of them said they were going to get a hostel, so I was gonna go with them for a good shower, but they were both all talk and it all got very confusing etc.

I wore my boots one say and my feet swelled up like hell... I couldn't walk and we were at our mate Rick's apartment in Budapest. They got worse when I went to find a hostel with Gary, and we had to turn back cos he's a wuss and got scared ;P I ended up staying in the Marriot that night, for the pure reason that I couldn't walk back to the festival (and it was very close). The following night was spent in a Hostel about a million miles from anywhere
, under the impression that Gary would come with me, which he didn't. Grrr.

So, I wimped out for 2 nights, but was back in my tent last night. I saw Tool, a band which I've liked for a while, and they are officially the least conformist rock band I've ever seen. 4 of them on stage, no lighting on the front man (if you can call him that), each one of them had a screen behind them, and they didn't play a single song in 4/4. Good, but it seemed like they were trying too hard to be different from the standard rock outfit. The front man didn't say a word till before the very last song - and that was "Thank you, thank you. We hope to see you all again". They didn't do an encore, and didn't do much movement on stage. But shit... are they all talented bastards.

Right... Balaton, clean clothes and a shower tomorrow - until then, smell ya later :)