Category: old blogging

No, it’s not so much a case of “possibly”. More a case of “definitely”. Maybe with added “now”. guh.

tonight: beer with Paul F, Kristian, Leah, Izzie (about to travel Europe), Aris and (new Woodies person) Sal. Until 12.40. Which is what I consider to be a top night’s entertainment.
Very, very tired now. And, quite possibly, in need of a hug.

bwuhahahaha! yes, my latest evil project is online. go see.

note to self. After (a splendid but largely liquid) lunch, do NOT go to ye olde CD shoppe. Purchased Zero7: Simple Things. sounds good so far.

Maudlin mood this morning, brought on by “doing the right thing”. guh. But I know that the right thing has been done, the right thing by myself and the right thing by other people.
Anyway, lunch with Sarah to look forward to – it is very true to say that nothing in the world beats good food, good beer and the company of your closest friend.
And my horoscope for today:

Your creativity comes to a standstill. Whether you are having trouble writing a novel or simply concentrating on the task at hand, isolating yourself is the worst thing you can do. People are your biggest source of inspiration. Everyone is different, but you gravitate toward those with whom you share basic values. Sharing your problem with the people close to you enables you to regain your creative thinking. Your latest revelation will impress at least one other person.

How true.

I’ve spent an age recently looking for good American blogs. I haven’t found many. This is one.

tonight: beer with Kearn (who apparently hurled royally last Sunday), Ian (who didn’t), DA (who baubled on and then thought about it later) and DAGS (so tolerant – how do you put up with it?) in the Nags. Also featuring a brief appearance from Paul F (in his new drug dealer shirt – noooo!).
One of the great pleasures of living so close to my favourite bars is that I can go to the pub, stay til the bitter end and *still* get back for the midnight news on Radio 4.

I’m having one of those despondent my-flat’s-a-mess-but-I-can’t-be-arsed evenings thinking about life-and-love-and-money-and-the-future-and-where-I’m-going-and-how-I-could-do-with-a-bit-more-money-no!-check-that-a-lot-more-money-and-time-and-um-“stuff”.
So I’ll employ an oft used solution – eat some Chinese food and head to the bar.

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yet another piece of equipment has malfunctioned – this time my printer/copier/scanner. Well, only the printing function, and that only due to a defective cartridge. But with no other spare cartridge available, all useful work has pretty much ceased. guh.