The Autoblography Ubermix should have been with you all weeks ago.
Unfortunately, due to terminal porking of my housemate's computer (so serious that Microsoft were automatically informed on restart, and once it had done that, it commanded my housemate to shut it down again and await contact) there are only two copies of the Ubermix in existence. The Master copy, which will eventually need to produce the others, and one other. I've been torn about who to send it to, but I will make my decision and send it at lunchtime.
Sorry kids. Normal service will be resumed as soon as possible.
Today sees a half-assed bleak and semi-misty morning descend upon Hatfield, as though the weather intended to be bad, but really couldn't be bothered.
I'm listening to Carole King's Tapestry.
I'm reading Hemingway's The Garden of Eden.
I'm playing EA Sports Big's SSX3.
I'm mucking about with flickr.com.
I'm looking forward to the weekend, and my impending trip away from these shores.
I'm waiting for about eighty people to leave the office kitchen so I can make myself a coffee.
I'm wondering why my dreams last night seemed to be based on Big Fish.
I'm hoping this will pass as a half-decent post.
where is your impending trip to? ugh, I wana get away, but sadly, i cannot..
Guess...
oh no, not australasia? it isn't is it? I hope that if you are, you'll be going to nz as opposed to satan's land, aka australia
Nope!
Guess again...anyone?
Phew! Erm.. Luxemburg?
France?