Wednesday 25th of April, 2001
Ben sends a list of very fine suggestions to reverse engineer music from the genre description - for example, Phat Metal, Tech Bop or Ambient Bhangra. I am, as they say, well into that.
Final pesky turnaround on the Guitar thing. I can do it up to speed, but keep going blank and grinding to a halt. I'll get there.
Do the Gym Thing - sadly, I don't get there in time to do much of the running around. I try to make up for it by lifting more moderately heavy weights than usual.
On the way back I go past (yes, past!) Gramex, decide not to go into the health food shop and then fail to buy a White Board. So, well out of my way for nothing except the extra exercise (maybe that's it, maybe I was tricking myself into exerting myself that little bit extra).
All the same I'm not going to be doing the London Marathon ever, unless they allow in people who just want to stroll it. And you can't stroll twenty-six miles, it's a contradiction in terms. Strolling is done until you reach a variable point defined as Whenever You Feel Like Stopping. Well before twenty-six miles, I'll tell you that for nothing. When that point is reached, you stop. Possibly for an agreeable cuppa (or pint, depending on tipple of choice).
Tim will send the bike tomorrow. Means a lot to me, that does. Very useful information.
Finally get round to mixing Peter Cadles's tracks and burning them to CD to send to him for review. Of course, there's still the tricky "Actually putting the bloody thing in an envelope and sending it" stage to go. But the rump is laid. As it were.
My Apologia for Prog is ignored. The third way, possibly the least stressful.