i fixed the rss feed url, you're welcome all you rss nerds. i left my fan at the studio on friday. today was the hottest day of the year. i was surprised by the rain but at least surely it would make the heat more bearable. did it
i write this on the train home from the choir. we got back from camping this afternoon. i have been in ten london boroughs today, that feels like a record. please let me sleep now. busy week: moving a cat cage from streatham hill to wandsworth road; meeting a new
in summer the choir apparently scatters to the four winds. monday there were about ten of us, and the person teaching To The Moon And Back wasn’t one of them. we just sat on the floor and ran through basically our entire setlist. a lot if which i don’
oh wow it’s actually joever, didn’t see that coming. we’ve been trying to diagnose a Weird Problem at work, the kind you’d see in breathless Medium posts or SCP containment reports. me, Ivo and Rowan had each spent a few days trying to understand what was
let’s just pretend I’ve been doing these the whole time and don’t have to recap the last checks notes two years after a disastrous few weeks at the choir trying to learn No More Tears (Enough Is Enough) by Donna Summer feat Barbra Streisand (weird disco key