(Friday the 13th eh!)

You know that feeling when you're sooo tired -you almost want to cry and your belly aches! Sign of a good day. Quite productive. I hate to count but must have spent, say... a good 5/6 hours this afternoon/evening (it's now gone half past eleven)
-and yet it doesn't look like I've made much progress! (Should have numbered the pages, that'd give me a more accurate idea.) Still somewhere before the actual start, in a manner of speaking -there are a number of false starts ....and false endings involved.

Various bands/songs in the background or on my Internal Jukebox: the drone-like instrumental remixes of The Hope Blister -right up my street; the Wedding Present "Octopussy"; Rammstein (yes!) "Amerika"; the fabulous David Sylvian (esp. "Nostalgia"); Bloc Party "Your Visits Are Getting Shorter"...  

Distant/secret references: Douglas Coupland, Chuck Palahniuk, Irvine Welsh, "Frasier", "The Simpsons"... Nothing to be ashamed of, then. OK, night night!