There are two types of working day that people have; one of which is the normal kind, at which I guess you have to be really concentrating — and I mean really concentrating — for about 40% of the day.
Today was not one of those days. I was “on” all the time – in the sense of juggling lots of different things and never taking a moment off to do anything other than wait for my lunch to reheat. Concentration level – 80%. Fatigue level – extreme.
Time to find a cup of non-caffeinated tea and the appropriate brand of escapism do help me relax for a little bit…
Had a party themed on the letter “h” on Friday, courtesty of Marion, Claire, Lilt and Louise – who continue to win the prize for most bizarrely themed parties. It was v. entertaining for the brief period I was there, but most people seemed stupefied by my costume.
I admit that I was slightly lacking in… gusto… in preparing my costume, as it was a Friday night and I was knackered after a particularly long week… but my “Green Lantern” t-shirt and claims to be “Hal Jordan, a Hero” were not appreciated as fully in the spirit of things by, amongst others, the Audrey Hepburns, Honey-Bees, Helipads, Houses and Humbugs in attendance. There was even a Hammerhead shark. It was all very surreal yet quite enjoyable.
And amazingly, I didn’t take my camera, so Flickr photostream goes unappended…!
Finally picked it up, and once I get over the worst of this cold nothing will get in my way! Except bad weather, London traffic, and the lunatics who drive buses and old mini coopers (the two categories of people I had near-misses with on the ride home). I’m particularly pleased with my snazzy cycle helmet. Thank you parents!!
Going to have to find some guides on not getting killed in London…
Went to “Lucky Voice” with work last night, a flash new Karaoke joint in Soho. Whilst the beer was probably not the best of ideas on a weeknight, the singing was incredibly fun and uplifting, and I went with a great bunch of people from the office – all of whom were (a) moderately talented and (b) utterly shameless, so we all got into it properly.
Particular favourite moments were us singing “Combine Harvester” by The Wurzels and “Without Me” by Eminem, although the more tuneful numbers demonstrated more skill… I did, of course, sing my signature “Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm” by the Crash Test Dummies in a tuneful baritone.
Minor, inconsequential rant, but I find myself annoyed by Friendster’s constant emails telling me people I vaguely know have updated their blogs.
Given that blogs are now appearing at the rate of one per second according to Technorati (a dubious source, I suspect), its difficult to care about anyone’s blog unless they have compelling content (mine really doesn’t, in case you think I thought that much of myself…) or you know/like the person.
I aim to be liked, and those spammers over at Friendster clearly don’t… At least they’re not likely to end up dead, though.
These are at a big mercado off Las Ramblas in Barcelona. As you may have gathered, I’m still fiddling about with blogging from Flickr. It is Awesomungus.
I’m not going to have an issue blogging about random thoughts anymore. I tried (believe it or not) to wait until I had something of substance to say before posting, but that evidently leaves this site un-updated for months at a time – and its not as interesting as I’d like it to be when I do post, so I think I’ll just lower my standards.
So – last night I had one of those “eureka” moments, and this morning I can’t remember what it is. All I know was that it would have made my life better, would have involved buying something, and I have no idea what it was. Perhaps I dreamt it, or was taken in by some advertising.
Either way, it is annoying.
Oh – and all you people looking for “David Armand”? He’s the anti-brother, a member of the Hollow Men, and unrelated to me except insofar as we were at Cambridge at the same time and my brother knows the Hollow Men a bit. I hear they have a show on HBO at the moment – good on them!
Via Qwglhm, in turn via Gizmodo, the iProduct: in a world that seems increasingly filled with Mac lovers who aspire to Mac-ownership (and gripe and moan about their Microsoft powered universe…), this slightly angry adtire (or satirvertisement?) struck a chord with me…
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