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Friday, March 16

Thank Goodness It's Friday

It's the end of the week and I'm quite tired. No surprise, then. It's been a busy week. However, I'm feeling vaguely sane (albeit a bit more chatty than I normally am - apologies to all victims of that problem). I'm awake and I've got a gig tonight that I'm looking forward to in a perverse way, and I've got on a shirt that's too small for me.

My weight is now starting to feel like a problem ready to bother me. I really need to get back on the wagon properly. Next week. Definitely. I will be putting weight on steadily at the moment and if I don't sort it out now, it will be screwed forever.

Today, one of my work colleagues left the company forever. It feels quite significant that a lot of people have left the company recently; a lot of them have been here for a long time. Sure, working for a company has its own natural lifespan and cycles, and sometimes it's just your time to go. However, it's a shame to lose someone who was such a positive influence on one's working practices.

Still, the end of a contract of employment doesn't have to be the end of life as we know it. It's opportune that the day of this colleague's departure was also the day that we decided to see a performance of a character comedian that I've always felt I should enjoy, but not quite got into, and which he really likes but hasn't seen live. Though sometimes the life of going to gigs can keep me apart from the people I know, it can also be a good focal point at which to meet people I know with a shared interest in something, or something like that.

I'll blether about the gigging and the DIY separately for people who like me to categorise my life for easier digestion in blog form.

Other Friday news is that I've finally managed to get my removable hard drive working. It's been a long haul, but the third replacement drive arrived yesterday, went into the assembly in seconds and worked right away. That's that, then. I have all my music on this drive, which I own, rather than on my desktop PC (where it was impeding performance like a mo' fo') and I'm happy.

I was also tasked, yesterday, with copying some DVDs, which is something I've never done before. I assumed my PC, which has a DVD burner, would have appropriate software and capability for doing the job. It worked a treat. Simple. Yesterday was a day of electronic things just doing their job. It was good.

I have managed to make some software work today, though I feel a lot of the day has been occupied with admin or meeting things. I really need to make a cut-off point today and think of next week as being the start of a whole new project - one where I'm rapidly heading towards some sort of impressive success. I think this week is the week where I can tickle the outstanding problems. So that's what I've done. I'm less impressed with it than others might be.

I know I've been burning the candle at both ends this week, and next week has some candle burning in it too, but it's more bounded by time away from the office, which is better - more restful. In fact, to take the candle metaphor to its ridiculous limit, I haven't so much been burning it at both ends as putting it in the centre of the room and building a bonfire around it. To give you an idea of what I did between leaving the office and returning to it, here is what I achieved:
  • Drove home
  • Refuelled the car
  • Refuelled myself
  • Put a litre of oil in the car
  • Inspected my plasterwork
  • Did some painting
  • Copied a DVD 3 times
  • Changed clothes twice
  • Had coffee and biscuits
  • Drove to Manchester
  • Went on BBC Radio Manchester for an interview
  • Went on stage and performed in a world record attempt
  • Drove back from Manchester
  • Listened to 3 comedy albums
  • Went to bed
  • Woke up in time to return to work
It's not a bad to-do-list for an evening. Yikes.

Tonight is a particularly exciting prospect for me. I've decided to stay in the office until 8.45. I've got a gig tonight in Southampton, which I'll go to on time. However, there's a Bill Bailey gig on the radio and I'm going to record it on my PC. It's really that good. When I've finished enjoying the gig. I'll drive to mine and perform. It's a night out. Well, in. Well, out really.

I should probably prepare myself for a late night in the office, but I don't know how. So, I'll see what happens. Maybe my PC, which needs serious defragmenting, will be defragmented by the time the gig starts.

Maybe I should have thought through what I want to say in this post before writing it. It's a bit fragmented too. Like my nerves. I've got to hang on until Sunday before I can really sleep without interruption. I'm sure my brain will continue to work.


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