March 10th, 2003

Fiona and me in the snow

roller coaster day

I'm sincerely glad I waited to write this entry until tonight, writing at my usual accustomed time of 5 or 6 a.m. would have reaped some pretty nasty results and would have just pissed me and you the reader off royally. Suffice it to say this day hasn't been the greateest. Let's start with the present, then regress to the past, the morning.

I'm currently listening to one of my new cds, James Asher's Tigers of the Raj. It's his classic drum rhythms mixed with Indian vocals and instruments and electronics riffs to chill the soul. It truly rocks and I'll have to start ripping this cool stuff. I should brew some Chai Tea, an Indian tea mix consisting of different herbs, but I already made some today and an excess in caffeine would do be little and cause my writing to become haphazard. Do you know the when given Caffeine, spider's webs become haphazard and unusable. There have been thousands of studies done on this; one of my friends did a study in high school about it for science fair ad she either went to state or nationals with it. The only bitch of it is that making caffeine (extracting it) is a pain.

Ok, there you go for the present, I shall now regress. I received an email from Jonathan Mosen, station manager of Acb Radio interactive this morning. He basically did not know if I should be accepted due to my involvement in Test Pattern Radio and the fact that I was a member of management there. He invited my comments which I gave to him, all the while being depressed because I really respect him, and acb radio as a whole. I enjoy debating and have always enjoyed writing Jonathan and discounting what he says, so while being depressed, I had fun at the same time, an unlikely paradox but one that exists in my warped world. I'll cut in the final email with all replies after this in case anyone wants to read the crap that went on.

I was somewhat depressed all day because I really truly wanted to do a show as many of you would know. Not knowing what he'd say I waited in anticipation. I stayed home from school today because my mom had to do some grades stuff, plus she was quite stressed out. I didn't want to push it. So I stayed home and did some computer work. I download the new versoion of ots dj which allows you to use mp3 files. This will be greatly appreciated as I won't have to have two sets of files, an ots version and a mp3 version for my files, and I'll also be able to just rip directly and import or download, then import and all will be ok. Some of the files I've been downloading though are not tagged which is a bit of a bitch because ots dj does not recognize the artist data. No problem; I'll figure out something, somehow, even if I have to work for ten million hours on it.

I finished working on that and before having dinner I got a final email from Jonathan saying that he'd accept me as a member of ACB Radio because of my private and public courtesy to ACB Radio interactive. I'll now need to do some testingand then I'll be assigned a slot. I'll do a world music show with an emphasis on Celtic and new age, I'm really really excited, and relieved that he's relented and reconsidered.
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Plans for tonight include, well, nothing. How many times have I written that? I should really get a life don't you think?

War rhetoric continues from Washington, making me increasingly madder. I hope Mr. Bush has as much fun as I have at writing these journal entries, more later if there's a world left to write to. Does live journal's colocated boxes have fire proofing and explosive proof backup tapes. If so, what I put down here will be around for ever for better or worse.