long way home

I’ve had such a shitty day at work, nothing to do but have a drink and listen to some tunes, courtesy of Last.fm.
Thankfully this means: Beck; Depeche Mode; Yo La Tengo; Bad Religion and more random stuff. It’s not all great, but it’s all good. The wine is a french sauvignon, perfect for [...]

It’s Friday at last, and I couldn’t be happier. Well, actually I could – I’m technically on “backup” this weekend, so there’s a slim chance that I’ll be called to work. It’s not going to be the easiest thing, since I’m going to Glasgow for a ceilidh (is that how it’s spelt?). Lots [...]

I had a completely stupid night last night, followed by an equally ridiculous day.
I had to work, for one thing. A 20 minute job, apparently, but I was still there at 3am, 5 hours later — and was called back in when I woke after lunch time today. It’s fixed now, but why [...]

Yesterday we got a note under our door from the neighbour downstairs.  It was typed and inside an unmarked, brown envelope so I didn’t really know what to expect as I opened it.  Had we known whom it had come from, of course, we could’ve harried a guess — it was a complaint about our [...]

So it’s a new year, apparently, and like nearly everyone in the “western world” I’ve succumbed to the temptation to evaluate my life, who I am and what I’m doing here, and as usual it’s mostly with a view towards doing things a little better this time around our favourite star. This perhaps could [...]