Minging

headache today. Neither paracetamol nor hydration nor more sleep has helped clear it. A shame, really, as I was looking forward to watching Bornedal’s “Nightwatch“, a delightfully creepy thriller (remade in English with Ewan McGregor), that I was most taken with when I started at university in London. Hopefully it will stand up to re-viewing. This exchange from it is slightly entertaining:

Martin: You know what Hans Christian Andersen did? Every time he had masturbated he wrote a little X in his diary.

Jens: If I had written down an X every time I had masturbated, there wouldn’t be any pencils left in the whole wide world.

Hello again

I have had a cold again. Knocked out for a couple of days and I still don’t feel human. I am, however, being drawn towards the conclusion that I must, one day, inevitably get an MP3 player. I have avoided for years. Being an consumate audio-snob (yet lacking the funds to really indulge in the more extravagant end of the market), I have soldiered on with my trusty Minidisc. Even with extended play, the compression does not become too intolerable. MP3s, however, as far as I have been able to tell suffer the worst excesses of distortion throughout the audio spectrum. Bass is heavy, but uncontrolled. The middle is wafer thin, and the high’s are thin and harsh - all symptoms of the compression, no doubt. Yet now I feel the urge to just be able to transfer several hundred tracks over with no hassle. Without having to record to Minidisc (in the same way you had to with cassettes). A 4GB MP3 allegedly holds around 1,000 songs - enough for a couple of weeks commuting. So what to do, dear readers? I, like Natalie Imbruglia (only far less attractive or female) am torn…

Chocklik

is making me feel better - shame they have not yet released one with NightNurse.

Re-energised

Seems that 17 hours of sleep has done wonders for me. I have managed to come home from work and don’t feel the urge to pass out. Now, if I can just get 17 hours a night, I should be able to get some research done… Watching ‘Kubanskie kazaki’ tonight (again)…

Zaphod Beeblebrox

One of the more concerning parts of this proto-flu I have been suffering from for the last few days is that I have suddenly broken out in a series (I would say rash, but that would be an awful pun), of very large, deep lying spots. Not you usual teenage style breakout. Not acne either. Just red lumps that sit there painfully. On my back. In my ear. But most worryingly of all, on the very tip of my nose. Like an extra head. Only more noticeable. Another 2 months and I could have had gainful employment in a department store with a pair of these:

Now the issue for me is, clearly these appear when I am run down, so does this mean I am to resemble an overly hormonal teenager (I already do, some of you may add) each and every time I get a cold over the winter. This could be a never ending cycle. I look after my skin these days (as a true metrosexual should), and I’ve been using Witchhazel to try and draw the crap out, but to no avail. I eat healthily. I even exercise. So what is one to do? Answers on a postcard please…