Dammit! (?) (Blog 252)

My vitamin D supplements have run out, today! Long time readers will know that suggests something special will happen, in the next 24 hours. Sadly however, I don’t really understand what that could be. It’s my assumption that this day will turn out to be incredibly boring in fact, disproving the theory I was so excited about :( However, I have ordered a Bach CD that will be arriving today, and maybe it will be absolutely outstanding. Apparently he’s very good, but it’s hard to put into words why. Especially as I don’t fully understand, myself. Let’s just say ‘counterpoint’ and move on. It’s a shame my tablets didn’t run out yesterday, as Formula 1 fans will know Lewis Hamilton won yet ANOTHER race, and that IS special. He’s going to win the tournament, isn’t he? Of course it’s a bit weird getting a boost of self esteem from someone you have ABSOLUTELY nothing to do with, but who cares? The UK is the fastest!!!

You know what also was great about yesterday? I had a cake with custard in it. THAT’S IT. To be fair though, the cake was very nice. Moving on, maybe I should actively try to make today great, but wouldn’t that be a self-fulfilling prophecy? (The worst kind of prophecy). Maybe if I do a small positive thing to go towards making the day a stand out one, that won’t be truly cheating. (I think that’s how it works). What could that small thing be? I guess I could spray myself with Umbro Ice. Mm. That smells good. You know what else I should do? Get another custard cake. However, I’ve already had my patented Coco Rocks mixed with Coco Pops breakfast. Let’s not go crazy. (I prefer the taste of the former meal, but the latter makes the milk far more chocolatey, so what you get is a super breakfast. I keep going on about it, but there is a beauty in its simplicity).

A lot of time has passed, since writing the preceding and I’m really kicking myself, I have to say. I was clearly an idiot for thinking vitamins are psychic. I bet I’m never going to hear the end of this one. No. I have to believe. I’m sure the rest of the day will be absolutely amazing. For now however, I’m getting a little desperate. I’ve been looking at potential hidden guitar tabs in barcodes. Maybe they’ll be the next hit tunes, and THEY will be fantastic. One such barcode goes ’00807241’. The first numbers were perfectly musical and suggested the exotic Harmonic Major scale, but the ‘1’ at the end of the code ruined everything. That’s certainly not a scale I’ve heard of. I’m actually fairly sure it doesn’t even exist, unless you’re into making your own scales up. I guess it would be the Harmonic Major Add b2 scale. Sounds interesting, but it would sound horrible. (Even the unaltered Harmonic Major scale doesn't sound great).

So the barcodes were a waste of time. Not to worry, I will be getting food from the shops now, and I’m sure that will be fascinating. I’m back! Well, I’m not sure my dinner was mesmorising, but it was tasty. This blog is a disaster, isn’t it? And my CD hasn’t arrived, yet. Oh God. Apparently it will be delivered in anywhere from an hour to five hours. That’s very vague. It wouldn’t be so bad, but I’m expected to answer the door to receive my parcel, like everything’s ok. How would the driver feel if I were to shout from my bedroom, ‘I can either open the door in a minute or five! Depends on the route I choose and how many people are using the stairs!’ When the driver says ‘But there can’t be that many variables…’ That’s your chance. You say ‘Right back at you!’ You got him.

Four paragraphs isn’t that bad, really. This is going better than I was expecting, at least in a way. Maybe I should just finish this paragraph and end things there. I mean do I really need to write about my new CD? I know what Bach sounds like and I know what lutes sound like. (I let you wait all this time to tell you what instrument performed the pieces as a nice surprise - and it is a nice thing relatively speaking, as today has been particularly boring). You don’t care about my album, do you? I get that. It wouldn’t matter to me either, if some random stranger told me who performed on his latest LP. It would be creepy if he did, wouldn’t it? Now I have insight. Screw it, I’m going now. You ket me down, vitamins! Bye!