let's all have a nice sit down chat.

On the other hand this is a long way from being miserable or depressed. It's Spring, I'm in the black, I'm moving to London, I'm reading more than I have for years, I have some wonderful friends, I've not been writing much but I've been happy with what I have been writing. The balance sheet is positive, definitely.

Last night I saw SPEARMINGT. They were ace, and i discovered that a not so close acquaintance works with one of the band. Didn't establish which one, but they both work as record buyers at Virgin.

Gulp...

I need to find a writer this afternoon. Double gulp!

Actually, doesn't Alang also work with writers? I know he knows a bunch of Doctor Who authors...

What's new with me? Trying to figure out how to pay for Joei's grad school, plus trying to pick between Boston Conservatory or Logy School of Music. I'm also trying to figure out how to compress the amount of time I spend on things I don't enjoy about my new job. (I suspect that actually doing them as opposed to whining about them and putting them off until the last minute may be the correct answer here.)

I'm some impressed with one of my mates as she has just been asked to script doctor a show that has Jess "spaced" Stevenson (my tv crush) in. Unfortunately she's not convinced she's going to keep it on. chalice and poisoned, apparently (the script, not the swoonsome Jess).

Uh -- fighting off a semi-head cold, which annoys me as I just *had* one a month ago, feh. But! The Melvins tonight, so that should clear my sinuses. Brian visits at the end of the week, Daylight Savings has improved my mood immensely, the house looks great and all is well.

*Mark, congrats! Despite the scary deadline, at least you can try to blag an exemption from the TV License Taxes this year. Surely, TV script writers must get some perks?

As for what's new, Jess, not a damn thing;> Been packing to move (to London) for what seems like years....and fighting an (uncharacteristic) bout of depression, today. Odd, since I have nowt to really be sad about. Practicing my HTML and other computer skills for the new teaching job I (hope to) get next month.

all posts should end either i. it's ed, or ii. BUT YOU ARE GAY!

I bought one of those CDs. It's good, but I was expecting something FANTASTIC!

I saw my new apartment this weekend. Hooray! I am getting nervous about packing and moving though.

Just about to head off to my big meeting. I was looking for a writer with whom I'd worked before on major TV series so that I could be sure that if I got them the gig, they'd be the epitome of talent and professionalism etc. In theory at least. I found one, but naturally her agent isn't happy with the fees etc, so I'll have to hammer that out later. Typical.

Spect you'll hear from me later, either in manic doing-stuff-and- feeling-professional mode, or dperessed, scared and baffled mode. Joy!

Oh, and see you all tomorrow night.

Last night I met our landlady for the first time and there is a chance of actually getting my curtains fixed (right now they are pegged/masking taped to the window/wall sigh), phoned my parents and whinged, went to the gym and sweated, come home and ate CHIPS and SOSSAGE and wotched At Home With The Braithwaites, washed hair and went to bed. I could be more exciting yes.

I am in a typically mental place whereby I weep for how much weight I have put on over the winter, beat myself up over it then go home and scoff all the leftover Ferrero Rocher from my dinner party on Saturday night (sorry Pete if you wanted any...there are 1 or 2 left). Oh dear. At least the sun is shining.

(NB I did not buy the Ferrero Rocher, they were a dinner party gift).

i arrived at work only 8 mins late and cursed the fact that my boss wasn't there to see and congratulate my rare almost-punctuality. i rang clement freud's house, then rang his mobile, left a message and am now shivering with fear at the thought of him ringing me back as he is a very scarey man.

i am going to greenwich tonight and am wondering whether to go to glasshouse stores tomorrow.

whether due to nut roasts or the descent from extended periods in wind-inducing contortions, yoga classes = bottom flute practise.

And last night I let a canvassing person talk to me for 20 minutes and then said "well that's all fantastic, but there's no way I'll ever vote for your party because I'm related to the leader of......".

ho ho ho.

I don't know Spearmint, but Lazy is the smoothest song I've heard this year. And lyrically it's really good too.

Perhaps it's not the best song to hear for the first time in a gym? The college gym plays Chocolate Puma alot.

My evening class yesterday turned out to be non-existent. The class of us (5 in total) were a little pissed off to say the least. I was furious cos the same college had made a complete arse of the other course I signed up for (with 2 classes and 1 teacher between them). Fuming mad, I am now on the refund path for both classes. I wish I was the sort to get really mad and shout at people, but I'm too bloody reasonable (it's not HIS fault, it's a management screw-up).

You'd think it'd be Gareth Fitzgerald alright.

howevah, i find i can no longer see a context for my brill joke re fact that the orcs with most filled-in character and dialogue in RotK are called GORBAG and SHAGRAT!!

Tonight I am off to see Ver Lolleez. Tis Kate's birthday, should I start a thread?

Hi everyone take a knee

What are we drinking?

What's this about? I'm a bit busy right now

It's about 10 pm

splice the mainbrace

always wanted to say that