Foster The People are gonna be at the O2 tomorrow cuz that’s where the Brits are held, and I’m gonna be at the O2 anyway cuz I have a date at a restaurant in the O2. They’re gonna be in my area of London! I’m gonna be sat there not paying any attention to my date, staring out the window keeping watch for Mark, Ponsi, Cubbie, Sean and Isom. I’m gonna get a tweet from one of the band tomorrow giving me a clue as to where they are and I’m gonna stop whatever I’m doing and run down there! If they’re still here when I’m in lecture and Tuesday and one of them tweets where they are, I’m just gonna ask to go to the toilet and not come back. I’ll find them! 

Okay I just realised how creepy I am.