Being paid reasonably for a job i kinda like...

Here are a few pictures of bits and pieces I've been having a look at work

I know it's not very interesting for most people, but guts of amplifiers are pretty interesting to me. also the digital graphic effect was a quick job putting its covers back on and testing it worked. it had a very simple system that allowed you to apply channel delays and crossovers with ease such as allowing you delay speaker sets by distance rather than time and having to convert the time into a distance by using it as a ratio of the speed of sound.

I'll be glad to see a new oscilloscope in the workshop cos the PEC amp you can see in the photos has a dodgy output that i can't see for the life of me where the problem is.

Things I'm siked for

the arrival of this ->


and the arrival of my copy of the throats split and the throats t-shirt that comes with it

Diary and that

I'm gonna buy a cheap digital camera and take photos of this i work on and place i work instead of using my shitty phone camera

2 weeks ago i started my new job (or rather my second job) at Midnight Electronics in the Off Quay building
so far i have fixed this










and it still works, i think we're gonna take it on a job this week to give it a thorough blast

this week i think im working a fireworks display in saltwell park in Gateshead, a big band show at the Black Swan, usual Friday night student shite and the all dayer on the Saturday

only bout an hour left on this ebay bid for a cold weather hat, work can get cold

so

off to enjoy my day off! xo

The rest of this year....

Working to the bone
applying for jobs

going to ATP!!!!!

going on tour with Lavotchkin & Crocus, should be fun and impoverishing

I feel a bit better than i usually do, but that will soon lapse back to my usual moods

come on life, better luck please, fed up of the cold xo

My Health

my guts of lead
full of hate
seeping blood in every sitting
after every meal
after every drink
feeling sick and exhausted
after every night
after every day
losing breath
after every breathe
in my airless lungs
dripping with mucus
and sandpaper throat
leaving me speechless
and drawn
and quartered
amongst my few friends
who sometimes notice i'm gone

Whats the point

of texting people when they don't text back

its more or less like ignoring someone when they're stood next to you

soon i shall know how my home made ice cream worked out

seriously though, some people can fuck off

FTW

I Don't Do this Thing Called Love

I don't date anymore
i don't dine with girls
and i don't entertain

i buy girls lunches
i buy them dinners
and i listen to them vent
all their days worries and troubles
minor anecdotes
and sob stories.

smiling and nodding at the appropriate moments
injected with suitable anecdotes
of people i know
or once knew
of things with little relevence

i sit at the table,
elbows resting.
chewing the thumb end of my clasped hands
vacantly watching their eyes
as hand gestures and lips
juggle stories of nothing across at me

I don't date anymore
I don't dine with girls
but i entertain them
and get nothing in return

Some stuff i've seen...

Lori's drawn up a couple illustrations, and i like them already and i'm excited

look!















Hangovers

















jealous coupling