I won a staring contest with a wasp today. I was quite proud.

Still not quite into the swing of things at work yet, but I did get to spend a lot of time in today’s sunshine, so not too bad…

currently playing: The Smiths – Panic

300Gb: Is It Enough?

It seems like only yesterday that I was excited over a 170Mb disk…

currently playing: A Camp – Such a bad Comedown

First Day Back

Never underestimate the power of Tootsie Rolls to deflate an increasingly-tense situation!

Stagecoach has changed all the bus schedules into Oxford. Which is a trifle annoying, as it means I have to get up earlier. But I also have to leave a little earlier too, so I guess it balances. Somewhat.

I have avoided too much heavy work today, mainly because I felt as if I was going to pass out after lunch. I decided that making any big changes to the computers today would probably have been a bad idea. So it’s tomorrow’s bad idea. Strong porn filters for all! Muahahaha.

currently playing: Samantha Jones – Today Without You

Superman, You Didn't Go There!

currently playing: Low – Two-Step

We Are In A Car.

Stephen Colbert is a God Among Men. Last night, on live television, he flipped off Anthony Scalia, insulted the White House Press Corps, and called the President’s recent reshuffle as “rearranging the deckchairs on the Hindenburg.” To his face.

It’s definitely worth a watch. I’m guessing he’s not going to be invited back any time soon.

I didn’t cry during Doctor Who. Honest. K9! sniff

currently playing: The Other Two – Selfish



A little happiness from a wall on Franklin Street.

It's Carrboro!

A reminder to one and all in the Carrboro area - they’re filming the It’s Carrboro video in Wilson Park tomorrow at 2pm. Go! Be as Carrboro as possible!

currently playing: The Decemberists – The Mariner’s Revenge Song

11000 Metres And Falling

In Gatwick, we got Radiohead and Electronic over the plane’s PA system. In RDU, we got James Blunt. This means something profound, I’m sure.

It's bad timing and me

Flying back home is always hard. Still, it'll be good to see everybody back in Britain, and you can't find a decent digestive biscuit to save your life in the Triangle (and the speciality shops charge almost $2 for a Flake! It's confection-related robbery, I tell you).

And I've just realised I don't have any money to buy my bus pass on Tuesday. So it means I have to go outside during the weekend; no hermitage for me, at least not yet, anyway.

Oooh, and Bonnie went to see Take That last night; I wonder how she got on. I suppose I can ask her in about ten hours or so. Before I subject her to all the CDs in my One Kiss Can Lead To Another boxset. Mind you, I do want to live to see Doctor Who on Saturday. So perhaps I should listen through headphones.

Four hours to go. But I have just watched my first airline film in about three years. Okay, so it was Sixteen Candles, but hey, they had Dr. No on the way out. I think Molly Ringwald is infinitely preferable to James Bond, you see.

I should sleep. Sleep would be good. Jangling guitars and MIDI interfaces in my ears, but I can't keep my eyes open. So, off with me, and back when I'm back.

some time later…

Well, that didn't work. But there's now only an hour left. It seems to have gone quickly. Playing Tetris, reading the first volume of Y: The Last Man and whatnot has seen me right up to the Irish Coast…

And now…back. Clothes…everywhere.

currently playing:

I Am A Banana!

To sum up:

  • Fried pickles: yay!
  • Sweet tea: begone, you foul abomination!

And now it’s time for home. Fun was had by all, at least I hope so.

currently playing: Neko Case – Star Witness

Last Times At OCSC

Where we learnt, once again, that Collin should not be trusted with secrets. And had a very enjoyable night watching the rain come down outside, blowing cool air through the bar. We’re also very good at scaring people away from our seats. Muahaha.

Today, then. Off to the Post Office to send some things home (I bought stuff, okay?), but Laura’s directions were a little vague about a detail which turned out to be fairly crucial to where I was going. After about an hour of changing directions, rather heavy packages, and wondering why the scenery was turning green and not very-towny, I headed back to the Spotted Dog to have a word with Laura about her instructions. After Cat and her had finished laughing at me, they took pity on me. Laura even bought me lunch! Awww.

Having got directions from those two, I decided to cheat and ask Collin for a lift. It turns out that I was between five and ten minutes of getting to the Post Office when I turned around and walked back to Weaver Street. Oops.

I then got caught in the afternoon’s storm. I don’t think I’m catching a break today. Hopefully, tonight will be a bit better. Wine, pizza, fried pickles, sweet tea (EWWWW), and Elf Power! They’re Cat Power’s secret brother. Or something. I think I’m promised lo-fi hiss, anyway!

currently playing: The New Pornographers — All For Swinging Around You