when I get bored

Ummm hi, no apologies, straight back in, OK, well I temped which ended up lasting 3 weeks instead of 2 but I didn’t mind because it was taking all the money pressure away. Talk about a weight of my shoulders. Well don’t, but you know what I mean.

After that I helped to decorate a house (eww that was hard work!) for a friend and ached for a few days afterwards but it did feel like it did me some good apart from the huge quantities of paint dust I inhaled.

Lay around for the weekend after that saying “Ow” a bit and then did a bit more lazing this week, with a smidgen of computer fixing thrown in. Success again, Damn I’m good at fixing computers. Everyone needs a talent right? Mine is being able to hum and whistle at the same time, and knowing far too many stupid facts.

Had first band rehearsal thingy in 8 trillion years. Surprisingly the gap had led us all to hone our playing skills to such a fine level that the sound waves travelled directly to the buildings of all the biggest record companies in the world and through the keyholes into the offices of the secret men who run the world of music and into their ears, forcing them to stumble pied piper-like towards our North London rehearsal room and write huge charity telethon sized cheques to all of us.

Or we were a bit crap and need to practice more…

Then off to see Mercury Rev the other night at the Shepherds Bush Empire, which is not an Empire at all, but more of a big theatre. They HAD parcticed. They very good. I walk 2 inches off ground at end of music with big unwipeable off face smile.

And now I’ve been asked to temp again down on the South Bank next to the Tate Modern so more art and expensive lunches beckon, along with fun walks over the Millenium bridge… 2 weeks should take me nicely up to Christmas.

It’s all going surprisingly well. Last time this happened it all went horribly wrong… ready?

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