Fake Sunday Night

It's fake Sunday. I've had a four day weekend.

Today is the last day off I have in this holiday year. The new one starts in about 5 days but I never take days early on, so effectively this marks the end of the more carefree summer holiday season and the start of the more work oriented winter.

The next few weeks promise to be busy, so being done with days off is a good thing, but I also know it's going to be hard yet uninspiring work, trying to make huge slabs of data meaningful.

Once again I feel i'm wasting too much time. I had no intention of allowing this four day break to pass without a single trip somewhere. I meant to go to London but frankly it's far too expensive on a train unless there's an actual reason to go, and i'd really be going to wander around.

This long weekend consisted of me consuming podcasts, movies and TV. I figured out a little more aobut Ableton Live which was good, but it doesn't feel like enough.

I did find my first ever version of what this is. A Word document in which I remember writing some 20,000 words. Unfortunately this was 7 years ago and I can't remember the password for the document. I must have used a long one too, because I can't seem to crack it. I'd really like to read it, despite it probably being fairly cringe worthy.

That's all. Random brain spray.