literally nothing happened!

i just spent the week making music, learning a little bit about some libraries for making music, finally learnt puredata,,,,

i opened a nationwide account and told them my name was “mademoiselle chee rabbits” which is great

what else, what else…

really just worked on my job and worked on my other private personal job!

ya! just made music, made things to make music, made plans to make music

hmm well there is one more thing but i’m not ready to talk about it

have a good week!

xo

worked, made music, went to fox & firkin with kara and played with synths, met pixie on saturday, bought fruit, went out with becky avery on saturday night, attended a rave, talked about punky penguin, very tired

welcome!

hello!!!

i took some time off last week to drink and make music. some of it is good so far, but i’m still trying to figure out how to achieve this particular sound i’ve been trying to figure out since i was like 17. it’s so hard. i don’t know exactly how to make it sound like it might fall apart but that it’s like that on purpose, not by mistake. it’s a style i spent many years cultivating with acoustic instruments but i’ve only very rarely been able to make it work in combination with electronic sounds. i guess the percussion is part of where it goes wrong. i guess as well that maybe i need to try doing it without sequencing anything at all actually, and playing everything live in layers and stitching it together later. it’s very hard to make a shambles. does anyone know where i could get just a little more talent? i don’t need much! just a little bit!

i met some random person who was walking around london on acid and i hung around with him while he wandered the city for a while. we parted ways at some point, not sure when.

i went to see stewart lee at the greenwich comedy festival. it was great. afterwards i had a nap in the street. it’s strange how the let those people queueing for the queen sleep on spare trains. turns out letting people with nowhere to stay sleep in spare trains overnight was always an option?

apart from making music and drinking tequila and beer i’ve been tidying my apartment a lot over and over and over, rearranging some furniture, and watching silly movies from the 90s.

for a while yesterday i had no anxiety at all and i tell you what it was wonderful. i was like another person, i felt like i was on acid the whole time, it was a beautiful experience.

i found a real cute landscape painting in the street, a painting of of llamas on a farm in ecuador, and it’s in my house now on my mantel. it’s lovely. there was a lamp there too. i need a lot more lighting and also i need some foam. i’m thinking of trying to pick up a little divider so i can partition off my desk area to make it feel like another room.

anyway. let’s make a grilled cheese and drink 12 stellas.

it’s a year today since i moved into this apartment. or, started moving in.

this week i went to get my eyes checked at spec savers. turns out my eyes are the wrong shape, that’s why i’ve always seen those stars when i look at lights. i have a prescription now, but haven’t looked at glasses yet. i wasn’t feeling cute on the day, so couldn’t stand there looking at my face 50 times. great news is they don’t think my eyes have yet succumb to diabetic retinopathy.

i released big waterfall as an e.p., it’s on spotify and apple music and deezer and whatnot. enjoy.

the queen died. crazy frog is in mourning.

i’m very sleepy.

yesterday my postman came to the door to deliver a package, he was listening to music out loud on his phone. The Smiths. i started laughing and said “the queen is dead?” and then we both stood there laughing for a while.

don’t know what else. i’ve just been working and making music, and occasionally watching a movie.

the queen died. the crazy frog is in mourning.

happy 9/11

can you believe it’s alrightedly Snuday?

*already

don’t think i mentioned last week that Morelia smells like seaweed. it’s nowhere near the sea. what’s going on? do lagoons smell like seaweed? did i talk about taking a boat to the island of janitzio or the man who looked like he was here to fix your computer turning up and singing from the belly so loud with opera vibrato? don’t let me get away with not posting about last weekend and last last weekend with photies.

el tigre Tonio says something like “you will make a tiger of yourself” which is very different from tony’s “great”

anyway, you heard about how i missed my flight. we had one last lunch and i walked home through so much CDMX. walked past the gas station i peed and waved through the window in April, the park where we collected the cute stickers in May, the hamburger stand a whole street of electronics and music and lighting shops, el baño cerca Zocalo, the first hotel (CASTROPOL) i stayed at on my first trip (there i caught a taxi to the aeropuerto).

the week has been poor sleep and working and working on my mac app (which is going very well! i just added media backlinks to annotations yesterday evening). i seem to be a little ill now? i can’t tell if i’m ill or if it is hayfever caused by the beautiful lillies becky left in my apartment when she moved out. if i’m ill it means i’ve been getting ill every 2 weeks for 8 weeks now, which is possibly grounds for concern. eh. i’ll die when i’m dead.

today i’m drinking tequila out of a cucumber and writing more code for my app. mostly debugging right now, couple of race conditions related to folders. first one appears to be a SwiftUI bug where there’s a fatal crash if you remove the last disclosuregroup from a list.

otherwise i’m also making a lil music and migrating my blog to a new server, leaving everything else to fade away.

p.s. it will be temporarily impossible to finger for content during the move

i can’t believe how short a post this is going to be for how big a week it was, but it’s so late and i can’t do a whole post.

the week i spent mostly working and building a mac notebook app. swift is great fun to write.

the weekend we went to michoacán with her family who i love. we went back to her auntie’s house after we all met for dinner after sofia and i went to janitzio and climbed to the very top of the island. it was beautiful. i will put pics of these trips another time.

i just missed my flight home for the second time this year. this time i was standing at the gate and watched them close it; there were still another twenty minutes before it was scheduled; as a matter of apology a man in a red vest told another staff member to give me a free flight for tomorrow.

i will not be in the office Tuesday as planned. because i will be in México.