|Work, and old amplifiers.
||[Nov. 1st, 2003|05:06 pm]
Rob, Bob Mr. Bob.
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Hmmm, been a realtively update free week that.
Well, despite the appaling start to the week, the rest of the sessions went very well. God knows what happened to me, but I went on session on Tuesday and suddenly seemeed to be 'The King Of Machines'. Almost as if I'd had some Matrix-style knowledge download. Sweet. This I feel has impressed Neil and John. Which is a good thing.
Additionally, they've just fired the secretary. After her first week. Because she was a bint and took blatently unauthorised time off. Reckon they now realise how committed I am and that not everyone of my age makes the sacrifices I have for them. So there.
Halloween partying didn't happen sadly, as I was working last night. Shame, as it;s a good opportunity to dig out the Goth tat one used to wear and remind oneself how dreadful one used to look! Amusing.
In Tottenham Court Road/Leicester square area at the moment. Came to buy some guitar strings and also was lured by a vintage WEM guitar amp for seemingly silly money. Was very much hoping that due to its vintage it would be a lovely low wattage valve amp I could drive mercilissly into distortion and maybe modify for some additional gain. As it happens they had two, but were unfortunately Solid State amplifiers. Which almost always sound like crap for guitar, especially when they are of that particular vintage (god I'm a geek). Meh.
Anyhow. Worked up a particularly grunty hunger, so am off to find some sustenance.
Oh, also had my hair cut. Grade 1 back 'n' sides, spiky on top. Nice.
Must. Use. Longer. Sentences. Yes.