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I LOVE THIS TRACK SO MUCH. When it kicks at 57 seconds.

I have such a huge soft spot for trance. I hope I always will. Magik 2. All the way through.

Always was a late starter, well no i wasn’t. Stop it. I’ve found some sheets.

Right.

5 hours sleep, my run wasn’t great, I’ve eaten 2 ‘wheat biscuits’, a yoghurt (low fat) and a glass of milk and in the game of chess of playing I need to come up with something fast, still the sun is shining and I have 3 hours to finish my planning, i’m listening to some music (playing in the bedroom, while I sit at this computer), I’m going to tidy my room too and have a banana and buy some diesel.

I’m writing this down as it has just occured to me and I can’t remember where I read it. Possibly Metafilter or maybe not, I can’t remember if it was a comment. I’ve just remembered>>

The best way to break through writer’s block is described some detail in Peter Elbow’s excellent book Writing Without Teachers: you force yourself to write without stopping for a page or so, blathering on about the topic (in this case, yourself). Then look at what you’ve written, underline some good parts, and repeat. It’s iterative refinement, and you’re writing in part to discover what you have to say on the topic. Elbow explains it better. Useful for any sort of writing: better to get it down quickly and go through multiple drafts than to sit agonizing in an attempt to write the final draft right off the bat.

That it’s better to get something down and worry about the details later. I like that idea. Though, I should be doing that instead of this. Still…

Tesco at the Cattle Market have a challenge 30 policy, so as I was using the fancy self service thing I kinda knew I was going to be asked.

Thing is, when I got my driving license I was 17, almost 9 years ago. Yet, they still look at you like you’re trying to con them when you show it them. “Yes the reason I look like that is because it was a LONG TIME AGO”.

Pah.

The Sat Nag is the greatest in-car invention since the Sat Nav. Actually no, it’s better than a Sat Nav, and even if it’s guaranteed to get you nowhere fast, it’s one of those jokes that just keeps on giving. Press the button on the front and a very well-recorded, patronising woman’s voice will come out with one of a host of hysterical Sat Nav-type commands. With such crackers as: “I know you’re a man, but it’s been 35 minutes now, so can you please admit you’re lost and ask someone the way”; and “In 100 metres turn left. No right, err, no left. Sorry, I never can tell my left from my right”, as well as “In 50 meters I’m going to put on my most annoying voice and say ‘Is your short cut really faster when we get stuck in traffic like this, well, is it darling?” and “In 100 meters I’m going to talk to you in that special voice, which should let you know you’ve upset me in some way that is bound to be your fault”.

http://www.iwantoneofthose.com/new-arrivals/sat-nag/index.html

From Red Ferret