h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

 I've decided that I'm doing this at entirely the wrong time. Reading through these other journal entries, and seeing the littering of spelling mistakes I've left behind, makes me think that perhaps I should only write things when I'm vaguely conscious and perhaps not so heavily influenced by uncle Jack and cousin Jim... perhaps.
This past week has been hellish. Along with cobbling together the next issue of our usual magazine, I've also had to edit 180 pages of a quarterly letters book and, on top of all that nonsense, sub 90 pages of raw editorial copy for a new magazine the firm's launching about weddings - a subject I pride myself in knowing staggeringly little about.
But, on the plus side, I've blagged a couple of press tickets to V99 at Chelmsford this weekend and am hoping to meet James Brown and possibly start a fight with Ian Brown - it's a Brown theme.

Anyway, the constant distraction of my overly-vocal girlfriend is working wonders to put me off again, so I'm off to some guitar tabs site to make annoyingly loud noise and drown her out! Ha ha ha!