My bastard nearly dead, but as it turns out not dead, friend has a lot to answer for. In his email yesterday he mentioned that he'd given up playing Scrabble cos his mum and dad beat him at it and instead was loading up Civilisation II. He asked me for some tips on how best to play.
I hadn't played Civ II for a while and he whetted my appetite and I started a game yesterday afternoon.
Inevitably I ended up playing it all day today as well, even though I had promised myself I was going to crack on with working on my new projects. So another day of my life is wasted and when the realisation that my own death is upon me I will regret not having done something more constructive with the 8th of November 2004 (though I did get a pretty good score and easily conquered the world on the admittedly rather easy Prince level - where you rule the world as a purple clad diminuitive singer who refuses to acknowledge that that really is his name. Ha ha. I am funny.)
But it's really getting to the point where I will have to start working soon. Partly because I need to earn some money so that I can buy food and other basic provisions, but also because I have spent enough of the last year and a half in otiose pursuits.
And there's very little else left to distract me. I've loaded almost my entire CD collection on to my new Ipod and then once I've tidied my desk I'm really going to have to get on with it.
Although visitors to my guest book have opined that the quality of my entries depends on whether I am happy or depressed (though how they really know my mental state is beyond me. I was certainly pretty content for the first six months of this and am far from being perfectly happy and content at the moment, but let's not shit on people's imagined theories. They probably know best after all) I think it probably mainly rests on how busy I am on other projects. In a sense Warming Up has become the ultimate prevarication. It's one that is faintly useful, in that at least it means I'm writing stuff and it might well get an airing in another medium (though ironically the radio version of Warming Up is one of the things that I am avoiding writing partly through writing the internet version of Warming Up). The two year point is approaching now and I'm wondering about whether I should relax things a bit and maybe not write every single day. Especially on days like today where I have very little to say. But then it took me ages to think of something to write about for yesterday too and I think that's a pretty funny entry.
So whatever.
If you all want to pay me a pound a week to read this then I could make it my full time job and never do anything else again. What do you think?
I am joking incidentally.
