| Thursday May 25 Ian Watson informs me that I spent most of Monday evening slumped over my pint and starting any sentences with: "No disrespect but... I fucking hate it here." That sounds likely. In the morning create more advertising copy for the web by rushing through 11 faceless CD reviews. In the afternoon, it rains a little and I walk through more reminders of my past life. Midland Bank, with its tiny waiting area and masses of people waiting. Nationwide Anglia with its assistants who never assist. Border's, where I dream some more about the Loaded job and pick up a copy of GQ with a lady wearing suspenders on the front. Western Road, as bad as ever. In Waitrose, some fresh, almost affordable fish has miraculously materialised on the fish counter. Decide against seeing Grandaddy in London, possibly because I remember how much I hated them the previous time. Review the Grateful Dead album twice and worryingly think their CD might be OK. The Built To Spill comparison takes on more validity with each passing year. Brett Lewis informs me that the Music & Sport Group at IPC is under transition, and that it'd be fine if we met to discuss the Loaded job. Alan Lewis says the same, only about the phone. Watch a video-load of old Madonna songs in the evening. © Everett True 2000 |
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