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This week it's Friday night in doing my homework. I have to deliver a presentation on Monday...cut to scene of me practising in front of the window in the studio (serves as large mirror at this time of night). Six minutes is all I have. Barely enough time to do an introduction.

Who was it who said madness is repeating the same action again and again but expecting different results? I'm stuck in an endless loop of work all week-pub Friday/Saturday night....

I thought it was going to be gale force winds today? Seems pretty peaceful to me. Nice early morning stroll to pick up a parcel. Sat on the computer tidying up an envelope patch in puredata for my assignment. Cup of tea. Minimal hangover considering the drinking done last night. I downed 2 pints of squash before I went to bed. It works!

Things are quiet. I think quiet is good.

Reading Alvin Lucier book on the train this morning, I love an early morning train ride once in a while. Space to think, reminds me that when I used to get the bus to work I'd gobble up about 2 books a week. Anyway, yes, Lucier. So inspiring! I've been worying of late that I've lost my muse a bit...I haven't really been inspired to make any sounds since starting the MA. Been more engrossed in solving problems (tonight, how to force puredata to make an envelope). I need to engage another part of my brain. Is several of the interviews Lucier says words to the effect of "I wanted to make people pick up the shell and hear the sound of the ocean" - ie. to once again take childish delight in sound. After all, that's all that circuit bending or building things on the computer should be about that great moment when "I wonder what it would sound like if I...." becomes a real sound. Or something. I'm rambling.

Grumpy old man

Recently observed meme - kids (presume it's kids) have discovered that a 2p coin wedges perfectly in the aperture for the button in a pelican crossing*. For fucks sake. What is the point? I feel officially of grumpy old man status.

Recently observed and badly spelt graffiti "y do u keep erasin my tag, I'm only gonna do it again LOL". In my grumpier moments I think this individual should have this tatooed on his forehead.

*sorry about the description, you know the sort of circular recess that the wait button is in.

On discussing our super new appointee (double first, brain size of a planet etc...) I am slated as "not like them, I mean, they have options". If I were a bitter person....

Life goes on, bra.

What is going on with the newsreader's pronunciation on Radio 4, the As in Afghanistan and Pakistan are becoming ridiculously elongated Pak-eee-staarrn. And Abdula Abdula is now "Abdul-uh Ab-du-la". The second different from the first? WTF. This has prompted me to sing "Abdulee Abdula" to the tune of Obladi Oblida every time I hear it. Cheers you up of a morning, I can tell you.

I'm totally into Friends re-runs on E4 at the moment, they're on the early ones right now which puts me ina land of pure nostalgia. Friday nights too young to go to the pub, wondering what it would be like to be in your late twenties. Well, here I am. And I ask myself regularly "well how did I get here?".

Strange Halloween night, where upon having no costume I got made up with eyeliner and fake blood (lipstick, actually) then stuck my hair on end with cider. Strange night out that never got going. Someone stole my drink! Fucking hipsters, is there no low they won't stoop to?

Days spent still staring at Pure Data completing assignment....it's all very well exploring these synthesis techniques (makes me feel Stockhausen-ish) but they don't make any sounds that truly inspire me. I think I'm more attracted to the chaos.

We've had a week off band practice, meaning I can spend a Sunday luxuriating in bread making and reading the paper.