Blue

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.
The bro's doing a solo radio show in a few mins: listen. I've been collecting lots of music off the interweb recently and quite a lot are really good, Ive about 120 mp3s and just pop them all into the playlist of winamp and press random for some funky loving! I am going to have a go at redesigning the Bro's radio show webpage with all this time I have. The burst site is in asp but apparently he can put html into it and make individual pages. Last night just as I was drifting off to nod I heard an owl hooting. Something I've never heard before here, also the foxes were shouting. Crazy! IM high at the moment, the rents are having their room redecorated and there is pungent toxicity in the air baby. I weighed the borrowed clubs yesterday, trying to figure why they are killing my hands soo much: the answer is they;re fucking 250g which is a huge weight. Slow spin, high momentum when they actually get round the full spin and into your hand BHAM. Ouch :( The Youngsters were on the Breezeblock last night, didn't listen to it but I will - early night you see. It was fucking freezing this morning, I need a coat.