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Overall, a very pleasant weekend. Friday evening I went to see HuunHuurTu (Tuvan folk band) at the Royal Festival Hall, supporting a 20-voice Bulgarian Women’s Choir, and a trio of Modern Jazz nutters from Moscow & Stockholm. It was a bizzare fusion of music, and worked well – solos and combined efforts, sax and scat-singing

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sigh

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…is the “don’t auto format” option, slightly broken? sometimes I look at my previous posting, and it is manually formatted as I intended. Other times, and it gets superformatted and looks chunky.

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Well, the They Might Be Giants at the London Astoria tonight, proved three things to me: You’re never too old to have a happy childhood. It’s a very small world. Irrespective of the views of some of my friends, I must have had the words Nice Guy, Chivalrous, And Safe Too tattooed on my forehead

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most of my postings tend to be on mondays.

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I still feel ridden by bugs. This is possibly caused by my crashing out after gardening yesterday, sleeping until 1am, and then spending the morning hours until 0500 coughing + reading the new pratchett paperback. Two more hours sleep and thence hot-showering myself into consciousness and into work for a meeting to be informed of

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well, my 7-dvd compilation of carl sagan’s “cosmos” arrived today… it will be a wrench not to be up until the wee hours watching it all. now i just have to work out why i got hit with 40 quid import duty.

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an amazing weekend. friday night, i was looking at two days of gardening and a degree of boredom; chatting on irc with telsa we mused at not having seen each other for months, and thus i ended up with a sudden invitation to see telsa and alan in swansea. checking my answer-machine the next morning,

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This is so *weird*. It is so *quiet*. It’s like my favourite soap-opera suddenly being on hiatus… I shall have to fill-in. Steve came down at the weekend, which was lovely of him because I was sick, at home, and bored stiff. We had a nice chat, watched a fun, mindless DVD, and time passed

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Th’ MIND is the Pizza Palace of th’ SOUL Why do you say that? Were these parsnips CORRECTLY MARINATED in TACO SAUCE? What makes you believe were these parsnips correctly marinated in taco sauce? Is a tattoo real, like a curb or a battleship? Or are we suffering in Safeway? Maybe your plans have something

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Mu.

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