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Mar. 8th, 2008 11:23 am"Limited edition Union Jack pedals, hand-painted in the USA". I know we've been moving more towards service industries at the expense of traditional industry or commerce, but hell, are they saying we don't have anybody left on this island who can paint?!
I may make another mp3 post soon, if anybody is interested in hearing some more of the less common stuff I listen to. I'm still getting hold of some good stuff, and this year is probably a good one for music I like, with Daylight Dies and Dawn of Solace due to release their next albums, and Draconian having already done so.
I installed Dwarf Fortress yesterday. Once I got past the impressive world generation stage and into the game proper, I couldn't work out how to do anything. Ho hum. Time to check the tutorial, perhaps. In other game-related news, I got past that bitch of a Splinter Cell level by attempting the section about 20 times until I finally got through it. Then I found out it wasn't even the last level. Grr.
It's spring. I can tell, by the fact that I have seen 2 trees beginning to blossom. This is good, because I hate winter. It is bad, because it means time is marching on and I have precious little to show for it. Still no bookshelf, still no microwave. Not much going on at all. Nothing much to do this weekend either.
I may make another mp3 post soon, if anybody is interested in hearing some more of the less common stuff I listen to. I'm still getting hold of some good stuff, and this year is probably a good one for music I like, with Daylight Dies and Dawn of Solace due to release their next albums, and Draconian having already done so.
I installed Dwarf Fortress yesterday. Once I got past the impressive world generation stage and into the game proper, I couldn't work out how to do anything. Ho hum. Time to check the tutorial, perhaps. In other game-related news, I got past that bitch of a Splinter Cell level by attempting the section about 20 times until I finally got through it. Then I found out it wasn't even the last level. Grr.
It's spring. I can tell, by the fact that I have seen 2 trees beginning to blossom. This is good, because I hate winter. It is bad, because it means time is marching on and I have precious little to show for it. Still no bookshelf, still no microwave. Not much going on at all. Nothing much to do this weekend either.