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[Apr. 14th, 2009|02:04 am] |
Well it's nearly here. After a wobble (worrying) on Easter Sunday itself, am here and poised. Much calming/sleeping done and to do.
Still remember exact situation (+shower) exactly this time last year - the benzo after that awful last drive up. But hey, is it different? NC putatively planned for Wed night, and travels on Thurs. Will be interested to see if Garden House works!
Peterborough tomorrow - cinema (+2nd time CRI interview) - we shall see what happens w/J.
First drive due Wed morning down - then meeting D lunchtime-ish.
Exciting times! |
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| 14 days |
[Mar. 31st, 2009|12:27 am] |
Uneventful, sleepy day today.
Sorted out car insurance (eventually) forced to go with bell again, (£1k later), though, interestingly found out that March 08 'incident' wasn't my fault :D - and that 2 years NCB is still on file. Not that it made much difference, turned down 600 quote from Kwik-fit on account of this...
Lots of grief w/M sorting this out, but at least it's all 'above board' and legit now. Still, all paid for. Should receive another 500 bung.
Weekend quiet and fooking drunk. Organ finally back Sunday so winged it. Have literally never been so knackered, but journey down OK. A17 is a killer though - must try it once?
HH friday - ring CW about bow? (silly timing)...
Purchased bunny on impulse(!) @ walton. Wow, silly buy of the week/year - or was it? Everyone loving it, very cute - £60 outlay for me, £30 for J. But isn't it cute! Must text AA eventually... |
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| 18 days |
[Mar. 27th, 2009|02:13 am] |
This time exactly a year ago, I did something *very* silly indeed. Too many memories/shit/recriminations/etc later, it was a bad idea. Let's not do it again, eh?
And let's not fuck up things for the last 2 and a half weeks.
Leeds tonight with PG/EA/AA. Good (though somewhat trite) opera singing, good chinese (provided) afterwards. Opera hopefully sorted for beginning of next term :)
Car now fixed :D - need to sort out 'Cambridge Curse' tomorrow, but above all, *keep everyone happy*. At least until well after Easter.
With any luck *touches wood*, last god-awful 142 bus experience this morning, thank fuck. Again, let's keep it that way! |
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| 33 days |
[Mar. 11th, 2009|11:54 pm] |
Haircut today at 'Ye Old Barber Shoppe'. Plus face mask, and generally civilised shopping/cooking/wine etc.
Last haircut until Apr 15th (when I will head down to that lovely place in Cherry Hinton) - or will I? News today that car is fucked - apparently fuel pump is playing up big style. Dee$ of croydon are quoting £1k+ - told D that it wouuld probably be cheaper to use the £1k he would have spent, plus £4k barclays ISA, + trade-in to get a new (2 year old) one. We, as ever, shall see.
But am keeping that Barclays one specifically 'instant access' for obv reasons. ARCO written gone back in - cambridge course accepted - waiting game now. Barely a month to get through.
Must buy Vierne I ! |
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| 54 days (just) |
[Feb. 18th, 2009|11:06 pm] |
Had an interesting couple of days. Sitting atm in Lansdowne yard, bit cold, but nice G+T :)
Cambridge yesterday, popped into careers service which does actually seem more welcoming than it outwardly looked. Pity I had to miss out on the CV/session (because of next week) but will make sure to sort something out for Easter. Saw NB (no change) - various derisory things about choir no doubt, but had a nice-ish bottle of claret at Hotel du Vin. Went to see RR for about 30 mins - seems quite drained, but *can't wait* until car so I can restart vaults nights again etc. Consequently v. pissed, so driving back fell asleep, and had to be put to bed.
Today up to the W dentist, fairly perfunctory tooth-ripping-out - glad it wasn't me. Then on to Lynn, good lunch with J's mum, saw PG - and the erstwhile mother! Bought a couple of things, then dropped of at the station. Ruined by some pompous twat in ticket office, there's no need for sarcastic little hitlers! consequently told him to fuck off, got police called - but escaped down to Downham (via lift) for free! What a twat...
So, down to London tonight and met up with SS at Kings' X - had a couple of bottles at Lansdowne with her two mates (one ex-Classics, minging - one other, quite fit :p). Was told in no uncertain terms that I wouldn't get in to 'exclusive' guestlist so came back here - only to get phone call that no-one got in and that the whole queue is freezing their collective arses off. How ironic! Again, reminder (if ever I needed one) how completely vacuous London 'clubbing' is. Was just asked to go back, but am being principled(!) and might as well just rock up back home, fuck it!
8 weeks. |
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| 65 days |
[Feb. 7th, 2009|11:39 pm] |
...300 gone. Getting there.
More voice trials today so no 'all-day' lie-in. Usual crap, sitting there nicely suited, just having a chat to hormonal mothers/the odd pseudo-rah father from N Yorks. Interesting people-watching, if nothing else. And then a v bizarre couple, bit 'edgy', 'alternative'? Don't know how well that went down.
Evensong a shambles with Wesley's Ascribe particularly foul. Everyone slunk home in disgust, methinks. Another sat. night in so fuck all to do (particularly with EA in 24/7). Will have to 'learn' Franck PFV tomorrow evening/monday...*fuck*. Probably monday, by the look of it.
Didn't get drome, 'more's the pity' - but did I really want it? Prestigious/fun, yes, but could I have hacked the saturday/sunday *complete* lack of w/e? Possibly not. Leaving all options until half-term, will try and make appointment with Cam Careers Service/look out for possible forays abroad - US/Aus/NZ etc. Might even get something with ONS...but if I do ditch music, need to get property *asap*. Even if shitty bedsit etc, really need to move.
I'm sure this will feel a bit better come April 15th - places to go, people to see, FREEDOM - but until then, will be under usual barrage of nagging/worrying/moaning.
1560 hours. Roll on. |
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| 72 days |
[Feb. 1st, 2009|01:56 am] |
Eventful few days/couple of weeks.
Have been flying up and down the country like a fooking yo-yo, with one thing or the other. Stressful and brief hunt visit (first since that memorable morning) - though on the topic had flyer through from huntsman offering 'free material' on house tweed? Might ring when everything's a bit calmer.
Went home for the practical exam the other day (home being better than expected) - the exam was interesting. Pieces probably fouled up, but the tests should have gone OK. Interesting (modern) church round the back of peckham rye (road) and the posh girls' school (sure I knew someone from there once). While at Chris', and trying to fuck about installing XP on macbook, whole HD crashed (again) so in tense mood! Luckily, for once, and despite dire internet predictions, Time Capsule proved to be worth its weight in gold and speedily restored everything exactly as at 7th Jan - brilliant.
Met SS fleetingly, went to champagne bar in St. Pancras, which I'd always wanted to do, for some reason, then back up.
In between non-charged NXEC train back up today and connection, legged it down to Banks' music shop, which is only 3 minutes silly-walk from Y station. Replaced Book III, got the tocatta+fugues book II (at last), and a bound edition of the dupre preludes - better late than never, and, £70 later (barclaycard) somewhat pricey.
Met TM at thi, saw (very nice, modern) flat - all mod cons - slightly reminds me, however of surreptitious visits to a similar place round the back of Chislehurst not too many years ago. Hmm. Modern flats --> sleaze ---> 'cash in hand'?
Drome(!!) interview tuesday. Anti-climax (massive?) or actually ironic culmination of the past 14 years? We, as ever, shall see.
1st Feb - have fleeting suspicion that driving license will re-arrive on April Fools' Day... |
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| 86 days |
[Jan. 18th, 2009|02:09 am] |
well...another Saturday night in.
Massive (another) upset with AB - don't really give a shit any more, tbh. He can just fuck off, as can the oh-so-keen EA. So have resolved, whatever the outcome of the 'little chat' (tbc) to just fuck all. Posters up tuesday night and then just rock up. As JJ says, *question* everything - there's nothing realistically he can do (especially given last year's 'precedent')
Seeing how that all goes, am giving serious thought to actually giving the whole WC idea a tentative shot (depending on how busy i am, pieces etc.) Must check deadline for that, especially after B's encouragement - divine providence, perhaps? Sure to get references from TL /PG/further afield if necessary.
But we shall see, as ever. But I am *never* being talked to like that, ever again - an opinion which will be strongly expressed when I finally catch up with the little cunt...
In any case, seriously need to start jobhunting, asap. |
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| 95 days |
[Jan. 9th, 2009|01:11 pm] |
In Cambridge spoons atm. Had coffee with LB after funny chance meeting at King's X the other night, which was good fun actually. Apparently everyone things that I perpetrated my name as 'Neville B' on the photo as a joke.
RR not in vaults, so left it until tomorrow.
Early morning and slow drive down via Welney (the old route). Still can't imagine how I coped with all of the various health risks and stress last year. Just feel a bit run down and worried atm. The Xmas-period 'running about' and lack of down time has left me physically and emotionally drained.
Voice still not that much improved, so am 'resting' it.
ARCO written the other day was fairly amusing. Bumped into Max B, had lunch (seemed as laughably unprepared as I was) and met the inimitable DH! Texted TL with glee. The papers themselves seemed OK (apart from not knowing a thing about how to write counterpoint) - we, as ever, shall see. Bullshitted throughout, especially with the joke of 'French Classical'.
Cambridge seems melancholy - do miss it slightly though would have needed a *major* change in attitude to do anything about it. Should have got PH to let me do Management.
Mum's birthday today, so half price voucher at Lansdowne, then 109? |
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[Jan. 1st, 2009|01:45 am] |
Another new year seen in. Still that vague sense of disappointment when the clock strkes 12 - at least with one's birthday (as much as that means these days) - there's the whole day to see out. With new year, it seems as if all the anticipation, hype and expectations is focused into a countdown of 10 seconds.
Well we had the champers and fireworks (usual moaning) and usual nagging upstairs. Non-event, I'm still ill and knackered.
This coming week or so (until 11/12th) will be v. busy - especially with exam, M's birthday, seeing how this w/e will work out - I assume it's still on for Harrogate - will be fucking pissed off if I turn up and there's a cock-up tbh. Still, funeral confirmed by L this morning, so will def have to do that, if nothing else.
Not long now though! |
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[Dec. 30th, 2008|11:21 am] |
sitting in 109, feeling quite relaxed and crucially not hung over.
Throat slightly, though only slightly, improving.
Chris got all the old crew round last nite, EP, LS, JC - the whole lot. MG is up the duff, which was perhaps the most eventful news, but quite sweet. We all got the tower tandoori set meals, which went down a treat, and are still sitting on table.
Feeling a lot calmer. Still not entirely happy about having to bounce through ARCO written on the 8th - but should be OK. Have learnt lessons from previous years and am definitely *not* staying around down here to go for some overpriced, cold, disappointing, NY party. Much better to spend it quietly up w/JJ.
Days are definitely counting down now. The only 'depended on' events now seem to be ARCO, mum's birthday and that's it. Poss Easter Sunday, but with 48 hours left, who cares?
Will attempt to clear up here, then into Bromley. Apparently B coming tonight, but will head back round here. |
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| 112 days |
[Dec. 23rd, 2008|12:39 am] |
I suppose it's sort of a Christmas ritual now, tuning into Love actually at Christmas time and feeling thoroughly miserable - in this case as i'm in the north, sans car, sore throat and a hellishly stressful couple of days to come...
knowing that there isn't some great party or nice event to go to...another year gone still not knowing what the fuck I want from life...still, as I've said before, give me scraping through the exams any day! |
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| 114 days |
[Dec. 21st, 2008|12:06 am] |
shortest day due today. Not that I noticed much - sore throat from friday night manifested into tickly croak today. Taking evensong was interesting, but went very well tbh.
Went into town, to boots, got vicks and lemsip - to shoe shop and got J a nice radley bag (£60 later - on 'savings' barclay account) so guilt sutiably assuaged. Sainsburys for provisions - more lightbulbs - there must be something wrong with this wiring - then home.
Smoked salmon hadn't gone off so had some - bath, then bed. All very uneventful.
Today brings the carol service from hell @ monkton - reading between the lines, my (rather rude tbh) getting out of that dinner for Paul's one didn't go down too well. Still, taxi there, issue invoice, get out sharpish etc...
Must get everyone cards. Found D's book, will top up with something nice and odd from the strange booze shop. |
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| 115 days |
[Dec. 20th, 2008|01:50 am] |
All not too bad. Horrible bi-annual cold/flu afflicted (and nearly gone) - though not helped by having to croak my way through evensong tonight. Still, another £50 (claiming for yesterday too!) can't be sniffed(!) at...
The whole J thing seems to have stabilised somewhat after last Wednesday's 'Great Escape' - time down there this week full of cuddles and tears, tbh. Even the 143 via sharow wasn't that bad, small-ish bus, comfy seats, 1 hr 5.
Not much to do tbh - am saving money as best as poss.
Interesting day in p'boro the other day - ventured into the pboro WW for *last* time now - nothing really there - it's all a bit sad, really. Headed over to the Cathedral for Evensong - not a bit how I remembered it U-stylee (new pews post-fire and everything) - and listened to girls' voices evensong. Nice, but out of tune. Some fairly dour junior OS - why didn't I go for a 'local' job? AR of course didn't come over. Then to John Lewis' - surprisingly good - then to the beehive pub where I'd been all that time before. Brought the vexed, panicy 07/08 A2 memories back alright. Spoke to NB, who I had a missed call off, for the first time 'properly' since the Denmark debacle. Seems OK actually - choir is 'boring' yet EW-smug - will have to head down 'properly' post-April.
m+d due up 24th and down to W on boxing, god willing. Putative contact with Chris 28/29 - don't really think I can be arsed for another 'tethered' NY. Then of course the whole charade starts again - just over 3 months until freedom after Easter. Can't wait. |
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[Dec. 8th, 2008|09:47 am] |
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fucking livid tbh with blatant rudeness from AB - if this carries on, will give serious consideration to resignation after christmas or at easter. Still considering what to do re. Thurs - probs will take a later train anyway. Am incredibly fed up with being treated like a piece of shit.
In other news - good (tho slightly pricey) w/e up here w/J+fam.
Am seeing madness from monkton in a bit - then fuck all.
need to sort out ARCO pieces - might do that this afternoon.
mental note - start jobhunting |
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| 135 days |
[Nov. 30th, 2008|01:10 am] |
more J problems today. Just 135 days to go until I can reclaim anything needed, and be *free* again!
Especially pertinent today. Woke up early (due to radio - don't turn it on tonight!) and spent whole day laying around, doing nothing. ARCO dates arrived, that will be the next big test after the 'interesting' (characterful) recital on Thursday. Went and had (expensive and brief) haircut and just feel a bit fat really. Should have saved it for 'Ye Olde Barber Shoppe'. Whole day spent in 'anticipation' of 5.30 - turns out to be 4/6 depped, crap, waste of time, 'what the fuck am I doing here'.
M+D looking forward to nice Xmas no doubt - but plan, (economy depending) is for car--->job--->flat. *then* will I be happy? doubt it. But the complete lack of any sort of life up here, exacerbated by lack of car led to a thoroughly boring and frustrating day. Not of course, helped by antics tonight.
And - woohoo - 3-service sunday tomorrow. WTF am I doing?
Hindsight is a wonderful thing. |
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| 142 days |
[Nov. 23rd, 2008|09:49 pm] |
Arm mostly fixed now - just the odd twinge - probably one of those awful things (having missed hospital appointment of course) that 'ail' you through your life. I can see myself here in 10 years time with gout/athritis/something awful still with a fucked elbow.
Have settled down into the routine now a bit more. The next (big) test is the recital on thursday - which has the potential to go badly wrong - will actually try and nail the St Anne prelude and all else should go OK - apart from that fucking Christ unser Herr...
Very conscious of the seconds/minutes/days ticking by now. 'Get past Xmas' is the theme of the day - but of course post-TL could be a bit tricky. We shall, as ever, see. Hope EA isn't all too keen and everything, well certainly not too arsey. will be interesting to see how AB deals with it all.
Felt in a bit of an almanack/crystal ball mood today.
So...predictions
Election: Either Tories/Labour to win with *miniscule* majority - 15/16. Can't see a hung parliament - but if it happened, no doubt the LDs would be ganging up with Labour quicker than you could say 'proportional representation'. Tories might have to pair with possibly resurgent SNP? Still, so long as the IHT thing (eventually) gets passed, I'm past caring tbh.
Economy/housing: Don't know really. I can see a 'British' bounce in opportunistic 'entrepeneurs' making a big buck out of this all - but there does seem to be this inevitable drag towards centrally-planned socialism atm. Thank fuck i have a deposit (if not outright) - if the 'mortgage drought' (which allegedly started this) is to believed, there should still be rich pickings. (That's if I know what the fuck I want to do with myself!) My guess is personal insolvencies/IVAs/bankruptcies/at least the overall level of personal debt will collectively skyrocket. At the best, Britain will make it through 1/maybe 2 economic cycles - at worst (which is what I really fear) we're fucked - massive run on/deprecation of the pound sterling, hyperinflation, etc.
Anything for an easy life :p |
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[Oct. 31st, 2008|12:27 am] |
arm basically fixed (touch wood)
came back up here on tues night after a fairly mundane trip down to london, tbh. JD deleted me on account of my 'statement of love' - fuck her - just one more reason why facebook is basically the root of all evils and privacy settings should be restricted, harshly.
V. nice day today though (cold!) - went over to Ely after quick trip to Beirut. Finally went to Chop House's 'sister' restaurant - pretty much identical food (relief) and was good and cozy to have lunch, apart from apalling service. But then chanced upon with JJ this *amazing* antique shop, left with about £180 of stuff (in total) - including coach horn! amazing piece of kit, very much cheered me up.
The year is receding v. fast (in inverse proportion to my gut, but not to Chris' hair). Oct wasn't that bad (though boring as hell for the most part up in R). Cam visit tomorrow - will no doubt pop into catz to check things out, then just hope RR is in for a nice afternoon @ vaults. Then, promise of Haloween party, so another visit to March...
under half way to go now!!! :) |
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[Oct. 20th, 2008|02:29 am] |
still can't play the sodding organ, arm/wrist is in agony. will have to go back to quack if this doesn't improve and get some stronger painkillers/more dicloflex. but this, and just when JJ is coming up for a couple of days? not great, at all.
just completely butchered the U-era c major prelude, just can't do it at all. deeply depressing. no more booze tonight as have to be up for dour diary meeting - just shitloads of the remaining painkillers will have to do.
176 days. |
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[Oct. 7th, 2008|11:12 am] |
189 days to go.
Bit of a mess tbh - J left last night (having been picked up) - the less said the better about all of that. Thoroughly ashamed/hungry/despondent.
Had A+P round last night for pizza+drinks, so cheered up a bit. Fell asleep on sofa (typical) and haven't done *anything* this morning.
Broadcast wednesday - more services to be played for and general work to do. So will actually get off my arse and *do* something. Bit of lunch and bath first would be great. |
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[Sep. 14th, 2008|01:41 am] |
something very frustrating tonight. cathedral a bit more spooky than usual - chav sitting, drunk on the steps. And I just couldn't get that bit of the bach right! Well I did go in at midnight...after some several G+Ts. Lesson to self - don't go to practice practically pissed, with a tricky piece, on an organ you don't really know.
And JJ's car blowing up - all not good. A bit of a case of '13th' - always a bit unlucky.
Not much else really - no money spent today - too much gin, wedding, evensong...and a 9.25 start. Still, it's all cool.
Might dig into that bottle of perigrino to sober myself up.
Tomorrow - proper 'cooked'-ish lunch. Shopping list.
212 days. |
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[Sep. 1st, 2008|08:46 pm] |
Sitting in some crappy little bar right next to London Bridge station, which seems to think that it's a wine bar - but ends up, complete with laminate flooring and dodgy sofas, feeling rather more like a nameless SU bar - though not at student prices, for sure.
Pizza express after coming back from 109 last night - good stuff - and spent the afternoon sorting stuff out back at home. Only realised when getting lift to Grove Park that it was probably the last time I would see home before Christmas...we shall, as ever, see.
Talked to CN on offchance on facebook earlier - he chatted back and we had a good natter. Then I got his new mob number and had a hilarious chat for c.90 minutes - upshot of which is that I have arranged to go over to Oakham/U Wednesday night - if he doesn't forget. But it was still brilliant to talk, makes you remember what good friends you had. Even he seemed wistful-ish, reminiscing about U6th etc...
Back on 9.15 tonight, with any luck. Have made huge list of things for D to bring up - probably best for us all to link up @ Ripon itself, or at least some nameless service station up the A1...
But this september brings change, as septembers should, I suppose. Must ring Ripon tomorrow, as well as S&S, if my £7k hasn't materialised. |
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[Aug. 22nd, 2008|04:14 pm] |
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Well I got up (earlier than J) this morning and did the rather torturous journey, via Cambridge, to Ipswich. 2 hours, nearly.
Not helped by complete and utter fuckwit at Downham, maintaining that the fucking *carpark* counted as 'station premises' and 'his workspace' - consequently, of *course* no-one could smoke there. This did, of course, not go down to well with the multitudes (well 3) of us at 6.27 on a Friday morning - suffice to say that the pathetic little jobsworth got told exactly where to shove his fucking 'workplace'. Tit.
The course was...*interesting* - hosted by some old Estuary bloke who looked something like the lovechild of a sex-offender and Mr. D from WC. A few laughs, but especially in the afternoon the whole thing made me profoundly depressed about the whole driving thing. Why bother? Just emigrate - seems an easier option.
Crushing head/footache due to walk back in new shoes - just leapt on train via March, seeing as I seem to have flushed my return train ticket down the disabled toilet this morning.
However, this typing/listening to Itunes thingy whilst on train is curiously therapeutic. Feel like a depressed, fat old alcoholic though. Not too far from the truth then.
Couldn't even be arsed to go to vaults, far too depressing. Will just retreat, try not to drink, and take a sleeping pill. Great friday night, or not. |
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[Aug. 21st, 2008|10:53 pm] |
...and talking of which, have (finally) got round to booking the fucking drinky-drivers course. Naturally, this being me, the nearest pre-Ripon completion (3 consecutive Fridays, not days...) is in Ipswich, of all places. Starting tomorrow morning. Which all means that I have to get the fucking 06.47 to cambridge, then that *awful* shitty little service to ipswich from there. All with, no doubt, lots of aggro about 16-25 railcard/lack of eligibility thereof, and presumably a last-minute panic. Oh, and Ipswich's collective wankers assembled for 7 hours. Joy, oh joy. Might give the newt a ring, or else stop off for *at least* a few Friday-night drinks@vaults.
Apart from that, all has been busy-ish. Incompetence manifold @ Ripon (am I cursed with this for the rest of my life?) where they've got no clue if it'll be finished by the 6th (which gives me 2 fucking days to sort myself out) - and that "...oh you know, projects of this length can over-run". So, in other words, I'll turn up 200+ miles and have nowhere to fucking stay, in all probability. Shades of catz/dom WANKERY there.
Jo taken rampantly (mentally) ill hasn't helped - doctors/psychiatrists abound - month off work/general lethargy. Only good thing perhaps is surplus of benzodiazepenes around the place, but even they are in short supply.
Saw LY last night, off the cuff apres RAC dinner w/D (v. good as well). She at least eating semi-properly, went to some (actually v.nice) wine bar almost exactly above(!) the BoE where she spent fucking ages choosing some arsey £40 bottle of wine. Seems to be coping OK, wild delusions that she is some sort of NY-pornstar-cum-independent career-woman. "Oh, back in York", that sort of thing. And she has ended up renting a room(!) in a somewhat grotty flat in Wapping, of all places, in which I dossed down last night - no doubt pissing off JD massively by not turning up. But something definitely fishy going on there - she say only £350 take-home? hmm...
Have promised dinner next week, as well as ER - NEXT TUESDAY - in iCal!
Saw Chris, back from the dead - apparently had been down in hors-Kent after yet *another* balls-up w/MA. But turned up in Bromley today, after lunch w/M (+£90 free shopping) and generally whinged. Purchased £35 netgear router (finally) so wireless unsociability now installed@109. Saw E, LS+milan3r as well (+seemingly underage boys in LS's 'posse'?).
Am writing this consequently on 10.15 to Downham, but in a display of typical Network Rail incompetence, this is terminating @ Ely, with fucking bus for the rest, wankers.
want license back, etc, etc.
Only good news is that G'ma is finally, so it seems, realising intimations of her own mortality and partaking in some elaborate tax dodge via the trust, ending both K and D (me, we hope) with £100k. No doubt can somehow winkle another £40 out of them, which, with everything else (housing crash) considered, *could* mean a v. nice £180 flat in SE1/16.
But I *hate* this lack of freedom, and being beholden to people, movement-wise. Tonight a case in point. |
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[Aug. 10th, 2008|01:19 am] |
got up here Thurs night after Bucks' + Athaneum dinners. All bit expensive, maybe allayed by £6.75 purchase @ mind shop in west wickham! First time there, and turned out to be VH's friend near St. Joseph's. Chris seems to be OK-ish.
NW ISA *finally* opened - so that should be around £13.5 which should finally show up on online thingy. Apparently another dongle a la Barclays arrived today - whopee.
No progress Friday as funeral @ Lynn - Monday must ring Ripon and have a full list of things that need to be sorted out. Course must be done too if 247 days is the target.
The amount of wine (not me) being consumed here is somewhat sickening, tbh - but isn't pissing me off any more. Will be 'oop narf in (literally) 3 weeks so can survive any how until then. (It's always great, as I have learnt, to have some 'externally imposed' deadline).
Never mind. Money not going too bad (apart from v. expensive london dinner-trip and AWFUL march/chat faf) |
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[Jul. 26th, 2008|11:07 pm] |
oh why the FUCK did i get banned from driving. This sucks, period. 262 days left. Can't even remember my sodding registration number which isn't good, mind becoming addled by booze
However just did a 'confused.com' quote for Ripon address (no crime - ha) and unbelievably, someone will insure me for only £650 which is a FUCK of a lot less than I thought.
So, only thing is, to get onto this fucking course soonish (wait - if ever, to see if IWM thingy comes true) and get in touch with Ripon on monday.
Phone bill for Denmark+cyprus - £200. Cuntflaps. Must get off Orange. Luckily M paid it as most calls were actually to her.
I'm officially an alcoholic (changing subject completely from driving) - massive argument tonight, and decided not to drink. Succeeded until about 4.30 (having got up at 10) and had a headache. Water fight (another headache) and decided to have chinky-doo after JJ's excellent lemon chicken.
Keeping the driving up though - here and back to B+Q (more wood chips) and rainbow. Oops.
Need to ring Reid/C/others/AM re. dinner. also check O&C site |
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[Jul. 24th, 2008|12:00 am] |
265 days left. one entry on 165, then 65, then...?
Entertaining weekend, many visits to Eltham - which isn't actually that bad. Saw nic chat (having re-retrieved number) - met at Ely station and subsequently had to replace tyre of (extremely) dodgy MG sports car. You can tell these things are of Rover-origin from bitter experience - fine when they work, but arsey-as-fuck when they cock up.
Home looks lovely - all manicured and...well...quiet. They've now got it how they want (24 years later) - what's the point in moving for a multitude of reasons? Unless some lovely Georgian manor house comes up *with* mains gas and drainage(!) there doesn't seem much of a chance of a move. Which I don't think they want anyway - especially not M - the lack of buses/town/things to do would really hit rather hard for someone raised in SE London. And Bromley's not that bad in any case - certainly not when compared to the rest of the surrounding dross.
Has to be said though, witch across the road and awful italians next door - witch phoned sunday night - Tanya(!) of all people (+ a couple of rather overawed chavs) were hanging around a few doors up. But why? There hasn't been anyone 'under 40' in the street for years now...
Finished last crinkle 'foil' today and felt a bit vile this afternoon - looked at milkround etc...bit disheartened about what certainly will be hard work next year. But at least enjoyable (we hope) and at least property prices should fall further by this time next year, so hopefully we can pounce and do an 'outright'. Certainly has to be SE16 or similar though, on train last night up here - and whilst only 1 hr 20 (which isn't bad for ~100 miles at all) I certainly couldn't do it twice a day. Certainly not with a family (eurgh)
So Cambridge tomorrow, first time in a month or so (certainly since after tour). Might pop in to retrieve final bits of music (if there are any) - lunch in Vaults to see what's up, and retrieve and *fix* bike (if it's still there).
Friday (it's not going to happen tomorrow) - book driving course (arse) - contact Ripon - get on to tiscali re. here |
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[Jul. 12th, 2008|06:36 pm] |
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*and* another shit day on the markets. Thank fuck I'm abroad |
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| cyprus |
[Jul. 12th, 2008|06:28 pm] |
Well we got here and it has been brilliant, with the one exception of tonight's VITRIOLIC RANT from the wankish senior bursar. Coming back to haunt me from 'beyond the grave'.
Gave him a 'fuck off' reply, no doubt.
But other than that, all well. Only just got on email, so all home troubles coming home to roost - at least I haven't got to deal with that until Thurs/weekend however. |
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[Jul. 8th, 2008|10:33 pm] |
Off to cyprus tomorrow.
Mowed lawn, and just found ipod (and camera) chargers leads, which is a big bonus.
Found out that all my library was still disguised under chris' stuff on there (not having used it for a year) - so just manually salvaging anything that may be of interest...listening to 'Julia' from FF VIII just took me back to all sorts of things, U mainly (PK) but perhaps some of the general melancholy and shit of the last 3 years.
Christ, am glad to be out, but still mixed feelings about the whole thing...not helped at all by awful 'moving out' the other day.
Saw Chris - had a good chat and laugh, looked through Southwark Council job sites. Of course he pissed off that they're practiallly advertising his job with another £5k or so more p/a, but was intrigued to see what possibly qualifies as this year's 'Guardian Award for the Public Sector Job most likely to wind up the Daily Mail' - an 'Inclusive Play(!?) Officer' - on £25k. Christ.
Shares fucked. Absolutely fucked. About £2k just written off now, which isn't all good. |
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[Jul. 1st, 2008|10:50 am] |
In the middle of a *very* interesting night last night (lol) - got handed a slip of paper for somewhere with the logumkl0ster wireless details. This is now working, which is all good
And mum sorted out the phone, which was even better.
So all in all, hangover (massive) excepting, its all going rather well.
The Danes seem proud pro-smokers, so it was amazing to go into the pub last night and smell that 'proper' pub smell - must be getting on for about a year now, since the ban. On the downside, voce was somewhat ropey this morning. |
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| ooh! |
[Jun. 30th, 2008|10:50 am] |
Finally got new SIM sorted and active at jo's this morning.
And now, on Stansted train (with a bit of pissing around) have got the bluetooth GPRS/EDGE badger to work :) so all good fun.
Denmark today, staying in some EW-provenance youth hostel. Or something. Should be fun... |
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| birmingham |
[Jun. 26th, 2008|11:09 am] |
In birmingham, awful city from what I can see of it, at the 'Jury's Inn' - same chain as we popped into in Dublin. However, from what I can see, Jury is most definitely out (ha ha) on the quality and price of the food, which is dire. However, someone has (as usual) left a wireless, so I can piss about until I have to get the 12.24 (again dire X-country) back.
Good day yesterday, however. We had to drive down due to (probably) more track stolen round Ely, but I bumped into John de S outside Ede's, which was entertaining. Apparently he only got a 2:2, which is a bit weird, but he's all set with a hedge-fund career, in any case.
Lunched at strada, then queue with assorted gimps for ede's hire (£80 shirt later).
Careers fair, only thing of interest there was ONS (ha) who, typically, were tactically not mentioning that all staff are being moved to Newport. Whoops. And another concern called 'Sungard', with a nice bloke, which could be worth a look.
Final Catz e/s tonight, followed by dinner (don't aim to get too pissed). Might mosy on down to Vaults to apologise for frighteningly awful behaviour after results :p
Then, of course, the 'big day', if G'ma doesn't die before tomorrow.
EW wants another £100 for tour? wtf... |
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[Jun. 23rd, 2008|01:36 am] |
Well what a fucking joke...
2:1
Still not really over it, no thanks to fucking rude behaviour from M+D.
Moved up to W yesterday (still nursing terrific hangover) - set up all the shit today, which works v. v. well. Sunday lunch @ netherby, which was great - in fact all great until more dispute with the fucking parents over driving which has ruined the evening. Never mind.
HRH Prince Philip(!) tomorrow morning (if I wake up and get on the train) - followed by (perhaps) piss-up with J, and then back.
Graduation evensong (very last OS act) and dinner (restrained) followed by the 'big day' - Thursday.
Wednesday, will head over to Uni Centre to try and get in there with (who would have thought it) consultancy firms. Wonder how LY did?
Tables completely turned due to the fact that I've thought for 3 years that I was fated/doomed to COMPLETELY FUCK UP THIS DEGREE. Now I haven't, I'm a bit at a loss, to be honest.
Can't *wait* to see Hartle's/HW's reaction :p |
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| i'm on the train :) |
[Jun. 16th, 2008|03:28 pm] |
ooh this is cool. free wi-fi on 'proper big' trains. Up to p'boro straight to see nic chat re. tonight - of course Trinity Ball. Should be a 'laff and a half' :)
Saw Chris last night, went to v. nice riverside pub then back. Late train to Eltham, completely smashed with Jess etc.
Then into London, met with both today - had lunch at *very* nice Italian cafe just next to Lambeth North station. One for the books.
Communication the order of the day, seems to be working so far :)
Tuesday: book holiday. |
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[Jun. 11th, 2008|05:24 pm] |
last reh. of term. tricky service. Half of it spent on something else.
Can't even have an accompanied psalm, wanker. Well finish as you started, I guess... |
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[Jun. 11th, 2008|01:38 am] |
Back (walked) for choir today. No registration for Bairstow, so made a right tit of myself. However, this all sorted out (nice and 'click' sequentially' afterwards)
Then, vaults for drinks and inpromptu dinner with H+K. Christ, one of them's a minger...
Then, drove back from downham to find J in state - apparently - £65 1899 bill ran up, bollocking for kids ensued. But we've all calmed down a bit now - listening to various recordings of Whitacre's 'Sleep' - an absolutely stunning piece - performed so well @ Sidney last term with all of us.
One of those pieces (along with Durufle, Croft, Wilkinson etc. that I want done at my eventual funeral) - that will really get the tears going.
"The evening hangs beneath the moon
A silver thread on darkened dune
With closing eyes and resting head
I know that sleep is coming soon
Upon my pillow, safe in bed
A thousand pictures fill my head
I cannot sleep my minds a flight
And yet my limbs seem made of lead
If there are noises in the night
A frighting shadow, flickering light
Then I surrender unto sleep
Where clouds of dreams give second sight
What dreams may come both dark and deep
Of flying wings and soaring leap"
I wish we had that down for tomorrow. |
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| back to wissy |
[Jun. 10th, 2008|01:14 am] |
swimming on saturday...10 mile round trip bike ride w/J on Sunday afternoon, before heading back for budget evensong. Sad to think that it was the last sunday service...
Then back up straightways. BBQ @ Em's in march, so we stayed the night. Woke up this morning, glorious, glorious day - kids out to p'boro with E - Me, J, and D stayed in 'poolside', holiday atmosphere. Drinking started at 10.30 and finished (back home) 30 minutes ago. All good fun and games, another BBQ to finish things off with some judicious Somerfield purchases. (Illegally) drove home, which was a laugh. Am thinking of picking up their cheap D-reg 6-series BMW for £1/12?
Am feeling 'credit crunch'. Luckily have £11 coming in (which will pay college bill - whoops) - and about the same in tax rebate. Also in lucky-ish position of £36 in instant access Barclays ISA. However, shit, shit day for the stocks 'n shares. Am seriously considering getting loads of dosh, shoving all of the cash ISAs into a property (that's 20 from me, with say 80 from M+D) and thus bringing myself neatly in line for eligibility for council tax/housing/income support - Ripon. hehe.
now, bed, have never been more glad to be out of vacuous hell-hole that is cam. results can fuck off. Can't even really be bothered to go running for that Trin ball ticket... |
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| it's not over until the fat lady sings |
[Jun. 7th, 2008|11:31 am] |
But the exams are. Having lost new phone somewhere yesterday, undertook an absolutely stupidly ill-advised night out to Soul Tree w/RR and some Hills Road girls last night, 3 of whom came back and stayed. The level of intoxication was aproaching damaging levels, but at least there was good fun had by all.
They woke me up at about quarter to 9(!) this morning, which was lucky considering my state. Quickly pulled clothes on, went through and tanked *all* of the remaining speed (which had been so kindly supplied) - which kept me wired and 'concentrated' for the exam. 12 pages this time - again, went reasonably well (or so he thinks)
Retreated to vaults at 12.05 and continued to drink myself into oblivion. Lunch and 2 damagingly-large Whitley-Neill+tonics later, I went back and promptly fell asleep.
Woke up about 10.30, back again to Vaults and some nasty phone calls...ran into Sham wihch was a good laugh - then taxied down to station and am on train as write this.
It's all an anti-climax really, there are still worries around, most chiefly *money* - still haven't paid college bill, another bashing of the credit-card, that £5k not coming in until september, and no word on the tax reclaim. I should survive, I suppose.
Another horrendous day on the markets today - tbh, am just glad that I'm *not* having to pay 1.30 a litre for diesel just at the moment. With the way that things are going, a nice year out in the country could be just what the doctor ordered. |
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| moo |
[Jun. 4th, 2008|03:39 am] |
Another lax day. Didn't bother going back for anything - I think one gratuitously missed day in a year shouldn't bode too much.
Into Cam tomorrow for choir, then back up - Thurs - a planned day in the UL with reading list. Let's at least do (some) work.
Then it's all over :)
As per yesterday, first 3 seem to have done surprisingly well. However, we, as ever, shall see.
Must order new RAM for macbook - Azureus really slows this movva down with only 1gb. Also, that little Freeview tuner seems to have done fuck all, able to detect *nothing* within Cam itself. Does life's luxury, freeview-wise, really depend on living within 10 miles of Crystal Palace Tower? Must test this when next round hunt - she's the only person (parents excluded) that has freeview. |
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