The wheelbarrow sinfonietta
Jun. 21st, 2006 12:21 amIt's all a bit odd really. For the most part, I'm feeling reasonably cheery. In that there's a bunch of stuff that I should probably worry about, but worrying won't fix any of it, so, um, stincle. Previously I would have been near catatonic with fear, thus unable to work during the week and boozing heavily at the weekend. (And the bits of weekend that didn't involve beer would have involved grinding paranoia because of the hangover.)
So when I did drink beer last, I burned off the hangover with a jolly nice beetle about on my pushbike. All very fine.
Even so, I get the impression (or perhaps give off the impression?) that I'm somewhat detached from people. For instance, I've been commenting up a storm (or more probably a brief shower with a mild northerly breeze) but abandoning 95% of the things while thinking "Nah, that's redundant / patronising / over-familiar / presumptuous." (Or, worst of all, make me look like some desperate hanger-on.)
On the other hand, the running's going well and I'm going to have to revisit the shop of trouserage in order to discover what trendy filth I must struggle to avoid. For someone with a terrible history involving Lionels, I've become rather attached to boot-cut jeans. It's a pity no bugger had the common decency to inform me what a complete Clarkson I looked in any other flavour.
Actually, the running and the eerie calm are more than likely connected.
There was probably some other things but, pfft. Whatever.
So when I did drink beer last, I burned off the hangover with a jolly nice beetle about on my pushbike. All very fine.
Even so, I get the impression (or perhaps give off the impression?) that I'm somewhat detached from people. For instance, I've been commenting up a storm (or more probably a brief shower with a mild northerly breeze) but abandoning 95% of the things while thinking "Nah, that's redundant / patronising / over-familiar / presumptuous." (Or, worst of all, make me look like some desperate hanger-on.)
On the other hand, the running's going well and I'm going to have to revisit the shop of trouserage in order to discover what trendy filth I must struggle to avoid. For someone with a terrible history involving Lionels, I've become rather attached to boot-cut jeans. It's a pity no bugger had the common decency to inform me what a complete Clarkson I looked in any other flavour.
Actually, the running and the eerie calm are more than likely connected.
There was probably some other things but, pfft. Whatever.
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Date: 2006-06-21 12:13 am (UTC)(this bout of self-confidence brought to you by Staropramen)
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Date: 2006-06-21 09:50 am (UTC)A: [Chinese-values-of-interesting experience]
B: "Oh, I know exactly what you mean" (or words to that effect)
A: "No you bloody don't! Your experiences are informed by your male-privileged and essentially middle-class upbringing and are therefore radically different to my own! The notion that we can share a commonality is a smug conceit of the chattering neurotypical! And they smell of wee!"
We need legal psychedelics and a medical leap forward in the John Varley direction.
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Date: 2006-06-21 11:27 am (UTC)Sir will be wanting to listen again to this morning's Radio 4 and the tale of April Ashley. I imagine there's a book getting plugged - sounds like it might be worth reading too.
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Date: 2006-06-21 09:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-21 10:45 pm (UTC)http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio4/factual/midweek.shtml
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Date: 2006-06-21 09:37 am (UTC)I imagine that most people work it out for themselves if they get past the third week of any exercise regimen, but I tend to worry that I'll end up sounding like an over-enthusiastic PE teacher:
"You! In the black! Stop mithering around there! Three times round the 2ndXI cricket pitch!"
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Date: 2006-06-21 10:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-21 10:12 am (UTC)All lies of course. I burnt off the lurgi and the feeling horrible. It's just the lard to go.
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Date: 2006-06-21 02:44 pm (UTC)(admittedly more so if you're at the head of the 50 mile pack).
R and I were wondering about doing the shorter version of the ride.
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Date: 2006-06-21 08:37 am (UTC)And re: camping. Not sure I can be hacked with going to Cornwall, since it be reet far away, but could be open to Somewhere Closer.
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Date: 2006-06-21 09:57 am (UTC)Ugh. Rambling. I should go and mend a print-server.
Camp it up: Righto. If you have mad ideas, keep me in mind. I can play nicely with others sometimes.
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Date: 2006-06-21 08:38 am (UTC)In other news: There's an idea of a Notby-on-wheels gestating in my head, where we flit from pub to pub on gentlemen's conveyances, working off the sore head from the previous evening before lunch. The Tour de Alka-Selzer or something...
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Date: 2006-06-21 11:39 am (UTC)Not that I have ever seen...
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