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Single figure mornings

November 18, 2005

John Batelle had better bloody be worth it. *grumps off*

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In which I manage not to throw up on anyone's shoes

November 8, 2005

I was going to open this post with a direct quote from a website that gathers salacious gossip about the stars, but which says about Neil Gaiman nothing more than, and here I paraphrase, “However lovely you think Neil Gaiman is, he's actually lovelier”. Sadly, I can't find the link, so you'll have to take […]

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Damn

October 28, 2005

There goes my early night. Ah the joys of Calea…

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So much to blog… so little energy to blog with

October 28, 2005

Friday night. The rest of the world is probably out on the lash, but I'd rather curl up on a sofa somewhere and chill. No sofa there though. Dammit. Got away lightly with the jetlag, I think. It got lost in the general feelings of exhaustion. Not helped by to few early nights and too […]

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Pre-flight checks

October 22, 2005

iPod – check Laptop – check Earphones – check With remote control – check Episodes of Lost for flight – check Last few American dollars – check Book: The Singularity Is Near – check A few quid to get me from LHR to Paddington – check Someone really cute to meet me at Paddington and […]

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Vilest-sounding cocktail ever

October 21, 2005

From the cocktail menu at a restaurant called 718, in Astoria, New York: Kevin Martini: Stoli vodka, olive juice, olives with blue cheese Frankly, that sounds quite disgusting.

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New toys!

October 21, 2005

I succumbed to the lure of New York today and ended up having a day buying stuff. Took a trip to the Apple store and got myself new earplugs (with remote), and an iTalk that turns my iPod into a dictaphone. Been wanting one of those for ages. As it happened, I was wearing my […]

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Gotham!

October 15, 2005

I'm here! And NYC has as much attitude as ever. My room is particularly Batman, having as it does a sort of hoarding frontage thingie that I can see behind. I'll have to take photos – can't explain properly – but it's exactly the sort of place Batman would stand and brood for a moment […]

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Offline this weekend

October 7, 2005

Apart from the possibility of spending a wee bit of time in the office tomorrow morning, I am essentially offline this weekend. Email will remain unchecked. Blogs unread. Webpages unviewed. The withdrawal will be awful – the tremors, the hallucinations, the dry mouth, the pounding heart… Ah, fuck it. What I have planned will be […]

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There goes my lie-in

October 3, 2005

I was so looking forward to lounging around in bed on Wednesday morning, as I have nowhere I need to be until 4pm, and then again (far more importantly as vodka is involved) at 5.30pm. An easy morning, I thought, unpacking stuff. But no… New bunch of urgent things to do for one of my […]

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Blogging and Radio Five

October 2, 2005

Looks like I won't be able to blog from the studio, because the keyboard will be too noisy and all you'll hear is the rattle of keys. I never did understand why they made keyboards so rattly in the first place – I don't need to hear when I've hit a key because, oh surprise […]

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Only one person sitting on the see-saw

October 1, 2005

Work/life balance? Ha ha ha ha ha. You crack me up.

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Alive

September 26, 2005

Tired. Swamped. Still at the office. But generally, on balance, things are good.

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Packing and moving

September 25, 2005

Gah. I didn't know that I had so much stuff. I'd been working under the misapprehension that I would pop back to Dorset, pick up some clothes and a couple of books and that I'd be moving to London with just the bare minimum. Except I sat down yesterday and started going through my book […]

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Succumbing to the call of the vodka

September 21, 2005

Ok, so I've had my arm twisted and I'm going to be at the drinks in Fulham tomorrow night. Come. Join me. (And buy me vodka.)

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