After working, I rushed down to Carphone Warehouse to pick up a new phone. After two years of using a brick phone, I’ve finally snapped, and decided to step out of technological peasantry. I’ll probably submit to the theme of culture and be constantly distracted now, but I suppose this must be my fate.
Continued indulging in the benefits of transnational corporations, as the next wave of new music had arrived when I got home, courtesy of Amazon. Theolonious Monk to listen and learn more about piano, and Vanessa-Mae for violin. The fantasy of the new purchases wore off very quickly, due to the laborious process of transferring CDs to iTunes, and old contacts to new phones. Ran out of time for guitar worship; a horrendous example of 21st century idolatry I’m sure.