A payphone was ringing...

...And it just about blew my mind, when I picked it up and said, 'hello' this foot came down the line...

Ah, sorry about that, I'm currently indulging in my newest favouritest thing - transferring my CDs onto minidisc. Any cyber-nerd out there will now start screaming, "Minidisc?! That's, like, so last century!" And you'd be right, but I don't care. My life has taken on a new and much more shiny aspect now that I have little boxes onto which I can record 5hrs of stuff. I'm currently subjecting Dylan to this torture (hence the opening quote...)

It's my baby.

Today I did several things. I got up. I bought toilet roll AND kitchen roll AND a steak. These may seem unconnected to you, but just you wait... I'll show you all! Muhahahahhaaaaa! *coff* Sorry.

Ahem.

Checked my email earlier only to discover a message from Joe Woods of Poetry Ireland aksing me if midday was ok for our interview. Sure, it would've been had it not been 2pm by the time I got the message. So, I panicked for about three minutes, called him, apologised and made a date for 5pm. He was very cool. I think I'm really getting the hang of this interviewing lark. My strategy is: turn up late; don't prepare any questions; don't research your subject and above all; be polite... It seems to work nicely...

*sigh* I'm starting to bore myself at this stage. Going for a drink with Nathan tonight - I'll have to be sensible. I have a lot to do over the next few days.

Did I mention Mike McCormack will be giving me the interview AND a proof copy of his new book. Hurrah! Life, currently, is pretty sweet. How long can it last?

Hmmm...