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A total stranger came up to me in the gym and asked me if I was that guy on radio. I said yes and he said he thought my partner and I were doing a good job and to keep it up. How about that? This is something new. No one has yet recognized me from RADIO! Until now. And that's very nice. I am becoming more comfortable in that particular medium, even venturing to talk about some topics when I'm alone on air. It doesn't always work, in fact more often than not I crash and burn and hit the NEXT button in a panic, but once or twice, it's been ok. I'm still much happier when Kay's on air with me. It's virtually no work then, especially now that she's on panel all the time, and I just sit there and shoot my mouth off. But I find myself looking forward to things like reading the news, even though I still (!) get a little nervous sometimes and srumble all over the place. People ask me if I'm still enjoying radio 8 months into it, and I'm happy to say, I am.
So much to look forward to. There's London in 2 days, Bangkok at the end of the year and the new flat next year.
And then, there's every day. I wake up, I go to work, I do whatever there is to do or whatever I feel like doing that day. What else is there?
I'm looking forward to moving. I know there'll be a lot of stress and headache when it finally comes to it, but I'm going to just take things one step at a time and see how it goes. I see myself spending a lot of time in the new place once it's done, now that I finally feel like I'm getting older and the "young" options are running out. I mean, how many more circuit parties can I go to without feeling like I gatecrashed? Well, maybe a couple more. Never say never again, right?
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