23/10
Ahhh, Chumbawamba ... They finally got some downloadable music up on their site. New versions of Pass it Along as well as a bunch of other hard-to-find singles. Unfortunately the main number doesn't work (wrong link and appearantly a broken file even if you type in the right filename), but I can satisfy myself with the others until it works. Think that main number is worth waiting for: a free, downloadable mp3 version of Pass it Along with a number of unauthorized appearances by anti-Napster artists ... Does it get any better? Just the idea alone makes one smile :-) ... Hopefully someone gets really pissed too ...
Apart from downloading music, also had a long chat with Bonnie and made plans to visit Martin in the weekend (if SJ gets their booking system in order before then ...). Chatted a bit with Anna too, well invested hours in all ...
Want to get around to adding some other pages than just diary entries all the time. Got ideas for them, and isn't exactly low on time either. Just my usual way of not doing things I don't have to (don't think this usual way is quite as usual anymore, but that could just be me :-). Heck it's spreading too, CDs won't even autoplay anymore :-) ... Then again, I am doing this because I think it's fun in some kind of way (right Fredrik? Fredrik?), so why make myself do more than I do of it? Just babbling ... Maybe a few hours of quiet meditation on a train will do me good :-) ... Like travelling by train, even if it's mostly been to and from the civil service ...
Feels like there are so many other more interesting thoughts I'd like to get down here too, but they're not getting through somehow. A bit like waking up and remembering you had this really good dream but not quite remembering what. Happens with threads of thought pretty often too. Multithreading, yeah! That'd be something ... Women are better at stuff like that aren't they?
Then I lift my hands from the keyboard and let them bend little pieces of metal until they break into even smaller pieces, and briefly touch those elusive thought threads again. Feel like I might be on to something, if I just keep going ... Come closer, get clearer ...
Wonder if I've got Ellen's email address somewhere? We just suddenly ceased to communicate without reason ...
