Aaah! The smell of stale piss. Just what I need to finish off the journey. Public transport would be so much better if they kept the general public out. Hi-ho, Hi-ho, it's off to work I go...
Tuesday, 30 November 1999
Cliniangular sconsi loresplebi miredits.
Arse. Still can't think. Missed the last train by a whisker. Should still be able to make it though. Just. New opening hours from next week. No laying in bed watching mpegs then. Will be able to lay in until 8:00 if I do an early shift. Great. I may just give up late shifts and just do 9-5:30 every day. I think there's going to be an 8:30-5 shift too - might start doing that one - gives me plenty of shopping time in the evening. Coffee break.
Monday, 29 November 1999
Otoness accorito ialiting yelphall vigidispres.
Still no phone. Damn Orange! Damn them all to Hell! Damn Cisco too, and progressive networks, and Microsoft. Damn the world wide web. ICQ, FTP, IRC and email are fine. The rest of it just pisses me off at the moment. I feel too positive. Lots to watch tonight - a Buffy episode and two mangas. I'm five episodes behind on Angel too - will have to catch up before I watch the crossover episodes... Definitely short on creativity - this is turning into a catalogue of what I watch and listen to. Not much fun people watching at this time of night - everyone looks the same - knackered and desperate to get home to bed. What was the name of that schools program with the animated squiggle that taught how to write? I think it was look and learn or something similar. Why do I care? Out.
Whichams mittlers asyna stersol gilant.
There must be an unwritten law that the sound quality of headphones is inversely proportional to comfort. This is the first pair of headphones I have had with good enough bass response that I can turn off the bass boost on my CD player. But they are a bloody annoying shape - either the band is getting caught in my collar or they are pressing into the back of my ears. Annoying. But the quality of the music is good enough to lose myself and forget such material concerns.
Stirite mania stragged sing.
Another lonely weekend in suburbia. New deliveries waiting for me when I got home - weekend has been filled with music by Bif Naked and Velvet Chain, and visuals from South Park, Apocalypse Now and the first season on Monty Python. Fell asleep while watching Python on Saturday afternoon. A handful of arse on a billboard.Twitch. CD change. "You boner biting bastard uncle fucker". Some songs you just can't get out of your head. Nearly to King's Cross. Let's shop!
Saturday, 27 November 1999
Cring gramates wooddimi dixinst.
Abortive attempt earlier - probably won't get much further this time. No concentration. Pretty vacant. I am a fucking messy pig. An animal. Wasn't concentrating when I got on the train at Lewisham - ended up in Victoria. At least I managed to end up going in the right direction. Need the loo - but the one on the train is broken. Losing focus.