I hardly buy music any more. That’s not to say that I’m a Kazar-er whose hard drive creaks at the gills with illegal albums, because I’m not. (Partly this is due to the fact that my ancient computer can’t handle these new-fangled download clients, and partly that I disaprove of such behavior.)
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The wonderful Lorelei King was in the first of a new series of Jonathan Creek tonight. The episode itself was a surprising return to form, and Ms King lent her considerable presence and silk-smooth voice to the ridiculous set-ups.
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Company: Bretton 2nd Year Dance Students
Venue: Bretton Gymnasium
Date: 2004-01-30
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I’ve finally got ’round to online-ing storyboards and sound files from my King Lear design project, and you’ll now find them in the bretton section.
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It’s been a long and annoying twenty-four hours, somewhat in the style of times past: a different – although totally inexplicable – cause but an almost similar – and just as frustrating – ultimate effect.
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So I’m back at my parents’ house for Christmas, and my net-access is reduced to the sort of click-’connect’-then-download-mail-then-click-’disconnect’ behaviour that I used to find so utterly ridiculous.
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It’s the almost-end of a long week. Time seems to go quicker when there’s lots to do: perhaps any time I’m bored I should try doing some work instead of watching daytime TV.
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1. Bus timetables that I’ve written down incorrectly.
2. Cheeseburgers which claim to be comprehensively salad-free zones, when in fact this is inaccurate.
3. The four cans of London Pride which mock me by being undrinkable in the current work/getting up climate.
4. Microsoft. Bleeding. Word. And XP.
5. Administrator-passworded Macs: they’re like tethered thoroughbreads.
6. Leeds at rush-hour being incredibly quiet on the day that I go there to record the sound of a noisy rush-hour.
7. Photocopiers that refuse to let you copy an A4 page (cost: five credits) when you have six credits on your photocopying card because you are “low on credits”, even though you had to wait a good ten minutes whilst the people in front of you surely violated copyright law on several books.
Taking a questionnaire today on how stressed I am was the least stressful thing I’ve done. But it’s all good.
The interweb seems to be dripping with obituaries of mp3.com.
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The Armando Iannucci Shows really are very good.
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