The #linuxXchange gallery really seems to have taken off - and has now moved to the new official site at http://linuxxchange.linuxinfo.dk, which is far better than having it languish in desperate need of updating on my webspace. Fun to work on it however, and for good or ill it kept my head out of the books for a few short hours. Finding huge difficulty in finding less well-known Gissing novels - well, easy to find, but hard to afford. Lots of little projects spinning around here.
Woke later than expected, feeling a little fuzzy. Read mail, wrote letters and listened to the radio. Finally got myself together to wander out, and toured the town's bookshops. Found a couple of interesting volumes, which were a little out of my price range at this end of the month. Set about some FAQs and a regulars gallery in lieu of an official #linuxXchange website (which it now seems will be here sooner rather than later). All this distracted me from my planned day of reading - maybe not a bad thing in some respects. A wet and dismal day, which hardly improves my mood.
Here in my tiny world, things get ever more unusual. First off, I can't believe Reardon is dead. Hmm, can't believe I said that in public. Wandered up to Bristol on Wednesday for a pleasant evening, and had rare visitors to Weston yesterday which has made for an interesting week. Still managing to read at a dangerous rate. Planning literary wanderings around Clerkenwell, among other strange projects. Another bus ride to collect books in bright sunshine and the Extra Glenns CD have made me happy, despite being pretty much deserted this weekend.
Left work early in a blaze of sunshine. Caught the bus to the post office depot to collect a parcel of books. Over the past week, a constant supply of literature has been essential. Its been a funny and unrewarding week, relieved only by the voracious and obsessive consumption of books. Work remains a source of much confusion - I think it signifies my descent into eternal clerkdom one day, and the next it seems progressive and dynamic. Its all to do with my mood - not learning this year has put me in a spin, and having to face the sight of all these alluring sounding courses people are going on makes me want to ditch things and run towards the nearest college or university. Not, of course, a realistic proposition. Hanging in there, by a reasonably sturdy thread...
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I've had a home on the web for more years than I care to remember, and a few kind souls persuade me it's worth persisting with keeping it updated. This current incarnation of the site is centred around the blog posts which began back in 1999 as 'the daylog' and continued through my travels and tribulations during the following years.
I don't get out and about nearly as much these days, but I do try to record significant events and trips for posterity. You may also have arrived here by following the trail to my former music blog Songs Heard On Fast Trains. That content is preserved here too.
