I'm Dan. I once shook the hand of Dave Benson-Phillips whilst dressed as a Frog. I'm the proud owner of a first in 'Breakfast Club'.
I'm planning to make the most of the coming Summer, since it's the last time i'll get to spend time doing nothing with a lot of the people that have made the last few years so great, before I go to university, or before we're all killed dead by the large Hadron Collider they're soon to turn on. I sometimes think i'm having a mid-life crisis at the age of 18, because I sure as hell don't want to exchange the space-raider sherbert dip-dab park kick-around days of my childhood for the harsh reality of the real world. It's another reason I feel I have to make the most of the next two months, and to act upon this i've set myself the objectives of digging tiger pits around Quaife's tent at Reading, buying Ed a prostitute in Amsterdam, getting the £20 Jess owes me by any means neccessary and tossing a computer strapped to copious amounts of plastic explosives down an elevator shaft. Happy days.
