eng lose
1-0 loss in swe, we're shafted.
well its only a friendly but.
tiring day at work, I am exhausted at the moment, why is this so? maybe a better diet would suffice? I need to do some food shopping. my first ever credit card is active at last, money money money... no I need to save and repay those kind sols that gave me the wonger when i moved here to start this job. well its there if i need it at least!
Got a race bike for the daly commute, hopefully joining a road bike club soonish to get lots of miles on the clock. England were beaten by france in the final 6 nations thus allowing france the 6 nations title, england again left the come back too late (see ireland) after a shocking first half where we didnt fire at all. Mike Cat arrives on the scene, england play better no question. bought couple of cds a few books and about 5 dvds all just 56 notes. I watched a david cronenburg movie last night/this morning called shivers, quite good actually scarey and 70s offbeat maddness. Took back my slicks yesterday and replaced one and got a credit slip for the other one. for the replaced I got a semislick which might be more useful on these mean streets.
yesterday in the goddamn poring rain on the cascade home from work I broke the time by a long shot, a new record of 6'32" (mins, seconds) just because I was kaning it so bad. I was completely mutherfucking soaked by the time I arrived back home but fuck it was worth it. Today, no rain, no need really for the speed, 6'34'' and a fucking flat tyre bitching. I need a new bike dude. A racing bike. Payday today. Hair cut, cut toms + he returned the favor.
set a new record for the cycle back from work. 6'52" with one new slick and one old fat tyre.
Ive walked, and then Ive walked some more, then I walked and walked and walked. I checked out the town today. Well some of it. I went to fopp which is an excellent record shop, and bought cds(Zen Comp remixed, charlie mingus, cLOUDDEAD, Beastie Boys,Wu Tang Clan, the Smiths,Marvin Gaye,eels) and a book (100 yrs of solitude, gabriel garcia marquez) all for 52 notes. I got some more shirts and ties. Found the arthouse cinema and got a scheduler. I went to Mikes Bikes and got some slick tyres and a lock, although Ive only fitted one slick because the other is too big. Can you fucking believe that? I asked for 2 slick tyres for my mountain bike: one was the right size 26'' but the other is 28'' bugger! So I have one slick front tyre and a back full grip 2.1'' wide baby, crazy. I need to replace the back wheel and also the front wheel asap because they are both fucked, the back is severely buckled from last weeks curb incident and the front has bearing issues and is in need of replacement.
Saturday morning, first week over. Biking in is really easy. The weather is the only negative as Friday it was a little wet on the route in: need to get some biking trousers. It is very windy in Cambridge, especially yesterday and today. I played footie with the guys from work which was good: I played average (not played for ages) but it was good to get playing again and to get some more exercise. The ride in is about 2 miles and my max so far is 7min50sec, thats moving time as I have to stop to cross Milton Road which is very busy. Work has been good, learning the ropes still, finding where everything is and people's names. Had a group meeting seeing what others are doing on the project. My work is to do with blocking a soduim channel in the peripheral nervous system, specifically to do with pain. I've made one final product which Ive put in for testing, as well as two others which are in various stages of synthesis/purification. Ive been wearing smart clothes all week, somthing i never did at tripos: it feels good, a little more hastle to get done in the morning perhaps, but when i get home change straight out of them and feel refreshed. Rather than stay in the same clothes all day all evening.
Im losing my mind, creative kind you have to be warned as I am not writing any good words just meaningless spittle.
Well yeah!!! I am here at last!!! Moved this afternoon, thanks mum for the lift! I have started unpacking my stuff: the pc is up and broadband is running. England won the cricket after West Indies shock collapse all out for 47 leaving us in need of only 20 to win which we easily managed! ManU thrashed 4-1 by city in the premiership.
there are many blogs in my favorites, few of which i regularly read. scorpiogirl, mun's place, and belle de jour. The latter's author has been signed up for a 6 figure book deal, as reported in the London Times's T2 the other day. Alas, also in blogging news, scorpiogirl has posted what looks atm to be her last post. Too bad! I shall miss that one. It could be a ruse, because she is nominated in the bloggies which are announced next monday.
Manchester United are OUT of Europe after drawing 1-1 with Porto and therefore 2-3 on aggregate. We were 1-0 up for all the game until the 88th minute when they were awarded a nonfoul and freekick. Ive recently been migrating back and forth between 5 and three. I am going to begin learning new 3-ball tricks. I saw the excellent 3-ball improv juggling at Bremen EJC 2002 (?) from Alan Plotkin's site: totally inspirational!!! Basically its three jugglers each with 2 balls plus the guy juggling who has one more, each take it in turns to improv jawdropping 3-ball tricks and then they pass the 3rd ball along to the next juggler, and so on for about 10 mins of damn fine supremeness. :>
Out there, the clouds are black, blacker than ever I have seen before. The air is cold yet the sun is very dazzle bright. Listening to the Burst radio show at the moment, Ive sent off some emails to see if i can check out some places in Cambridge sharpish. Also phoned the doctors in manchester (to whom I'm still registered) to try and get my immunisation details for a medical form which I've to send off to my new employers before I start the job.
guess who we've got in the semis? arsenfuckingal. did you see their 5-1 thrashing of pompey the other day. we/re fucking fucked. just applied for my first credit card, paid a cheque in and got some shopping. bastards.
final juggling club meet for me in the southeast for the moment as I am moving up to Cambridge imminently (soon as I sort out my digs). Fuck Im knackered. It was okay, a dude took over the audio from Tim (shite taste of music for juggling to) and put some strokes and Bowie. I did 5balls and 4shower and 3-clubs till I am bleeding.
England fucking lost to fucking ireland in the fucking rugby today. We were totally outplayed for 60 mins and left it too late to get back into things. We were storming their lines for the last 20 but the damage had already been done. Steve Tompson's lineouts were hugely error ridden and we struggled to string anything to note except for a fortunate try in the first 40. Shit fuckers.
I knew the key to getting a job was to be as laid back and unprepared as possible. Well I've got a job in Cambridge starting a week Monday so it appears to have worked. Its a temporary position till the end of July but I'm dead chuffed. Come on baby!!!
tunes, lots of tunes. Found this cool band called nuclear rabbit. they;re crazy. Watched footie, Finally getting used to the Dubes and have almost got mills mess down, the problem with them is that they are soo long, my newspaper clubs are tiny in comparison: about 15cm smaller and much narrower too. The cold spell has departed, raining as i write. gp into the nite...
I fucking hate interviews. Second interview today in Didcott. Went pretty aweful to be honest. Beautiful day. Travel went well. Things to learn: revise organic chemistry for the next ones, prepare convincing story of sandwich placement and final yr project.