Whilst randomly checking AbeBooks I found a copy of William Kent's elusive 'Testament of a Victorian Youth'. Maybe I'll finally get to write my long promised piece on Kent and Gissing? In any case it's a welcome find at last. Lets hope I got there in time...
Strange day. Vaguely hyperactive - not at all my usual state. In a reasonably buoyant mood despite it being closing date for the job vacancy. As a mammoth APR review meeting stretches way into the afternoon, it appears I won't know if I got an interview until next week. As a result of this, slumped into a minor funk on getting home. Couldn't really be bothered to do much at all. Need to break this rather negative phase I think, but not convinced I can until things are decided workwise. Huge tidying session at work helps a bit, and renders room far more pleasant to work in. Brought home lots of work to attempt to keep up to date, because next week (on paper at least) is looking very busy indeed. May have persuaded an ex-colleague to apply for other jobs in our office. Would be really good to work with her again!
October. Never a successful month for me usually. So far, its been a succession of the tiniest peaks and troughs - nothing major. Tomorrow I should find out if I have an interview for my job. Trying to read the situation over the past week or so has been near impossible, and has resulted in more frustration and unhapiness than complete ignorance would have done. The weirdness of having to conduct working life as usual is the strangest part - planning for next year at a meeting next Tuesday, discussing hearings due in a fortnight or so.
Otherwise, early indications of good family news puts things into perspective nicely.
Raging toothache prevented me from sleeping much last night. All in all, not a great preparation for going out this evening, especially after the last time. However, despite needing to spend time filling in job applications, managed to get myself into a reasonably pleasant frame of mind in time. Felt a bit distant and disconnected - I really have so little to talk about nowadays - my head is full of the upcoming Belle & Sebastian records, strange books, and esoteric work related stuff.
The Comedy Store Players were excellent - a criminally small audience watched a couple of hours of clever, funny and entertaining improvisation. Surreal stuff. Uncomfortable acoustic evening visit afterwards.
Lost::MikeGTN
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.
