I’ve discovered what Kit‘s evil plan is: he’s transforming Paul into another Kit!
Paul, like Kit (another jobless bum) now comes around to my house and tidies up in exchange for not being allowed to starve. Okay; it’s not quite that bad (or organised), but Kit’s quite obviously just beginning a long and complex plan, here.
I’ll keep you all posted.
Wow. Seen the Quake IV Leaked Screenshots [mirror]. Due for release on the last day of the year, based on these stills alone I’d say that it’s going to be something quite spectacular… and will involve a terrier…
Off to work…
I’ve not been able to get out of my mind the thrill of juggling with flaming torches the other night. So I’ve bought myself a set from Butterfingers, along with some other juggling goodies and a book about how to juggle with clubs.
Can’t wait until they arrive.
I’m scared. Kit is researching the laws governing marriage in Hawaii, and I’m not exactly sure why.
“Hey; you can get married at 15 in Hawaii!”
Meanwhile, I’m currently coding a wiki engine. For those of you who aren’t in-the-know, a wiki is a collaborative network of web pages that anybody can edit. They’re fun, if a little anarchic.
Back to the code…
After a long day at work, went to a couple of pubs with Kit and Claire and discussed philosophy, in particular people’s value to the world. Later, Claire cried.
Be proud of yourselves. Goodnight;
I can understand the warnings that you should not drive while talking on your mobile phone, but this extract from a report by the BBC about phone usage in Japan really says it all:
“People in Japan use their mobile phones to do much more than talk… …only this weekend, newspaper ads warned phone users to avoid walking and writing emails at the same time.”
How do you hold your head high in criminal circles after you pull off a crime like this:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/southern_counties/3012692.stm
Completely exhausted. Can’t sleep. Miss Claire.
Apparantly I’m acquiring a roommate.
My friend Kit already spends more of his life at my house than at his own. Today I found his electric shaver plugged in in my bathroom. I questioned him about it, and apparently I have a suitable electrical outlet whereas he doesn’t, and this is the only reason, but I’m not so sure.
If he thinks he’s going to get to share my bed he has another thing coming.
Nothing sucks more than flogging yourself to meet a deadline and provide a stunning piece of software to a client who doesn’t give a shit.
Just been working like a demon towards a 13:00 deadline this afternoon, delivering a piece of software to a client. Barely made it, but what a buzz!!! Celebrated with a pub lunch with two colleagues, Lisa (the SQL Queen) and Alex (the CodeMonkey, our office pet).
Claire called from Norfolk to say “Hi!” I’d have liked to chat longer, but I have work to do.
Have promised to scan and archive some old magazines with Kit this evening. Ho hum.
Claire’s gone to Norfolk to help her dad move house, among other things. She’s back on Sunday.
Played a little Zelda and wrote a little Three Rings code last night, but didn’t do enough of either to be called ‘productive’. Rather, I watched The Animatrix with Kit and drank Firestoker and Hobgoblin and Newcastle Brown Ale.
I miss her already.
Pre-ordered Half-Life 2 from Amazon for £25 this evening. Sweet.
Happy with my new weblog, I’m launching it now. And, just out of curiosity, I’m not going to tell anybody about it, and see how long it takes people to notice.
Yes; I really am ‘just odd like that’.
Anyway – that’s enough goofing around on the internet at work for me… I’m off to goof around on the internet at home, interrupted only by a pint with Claire, Kit and Bryn, and a look at Kit’s newly-cleaned fish tanks. What an exciting life I lead.
Photos from Troma Night IV, at which we watched Class of Nuke’Em High, Beware: Children at Play, and Monty Python’s The Meaning of Life, presented without further context:
