I have shedloads of work to do: a whole heap of stuff for Bovini, a bit of catching up with my self-imposed tight schedule for my dissertation, a worksheet on formal methods for software engineering [PDF]…

…and then there’s all the other stuff: gotta do my laundry, remember that it’s my dad’s birthday next week, write some more Three Rings code. By rights, I should be busy.

On the other hand, I celebrated (finally) getting my student loan cheque this week by buying a copy of UFO: Aftermath (good, but buggy – buy it if you’re a fan of the X-COM series, but otherwise, pirate a copy in a week or two when it’ll be in heavy circulation), and I’ve been playing that a lot instead of all the things I should be doing. Still; it makes a change from NetHack (I have copies on my university user space compiled for both Windows and Solaris, now; and keep a copy on a *nix box I can log in to remotely, just in case) and Puzzle Pirates.

Probably going to be a busy weekend.

P.S. Read the reports of Paul’s attempts to get himself evicted by tipping off Enviromental Health about how unfit for human habitation his house is on his and Kit’s blogs, if you haven’t already. I can’t be bothered working out the URLs: find them on AbNib

A friend of mine has allowed me to read the draft of a book she’s been writing for the best part of the last year. I feel honoured to be trusted with this task – it’s heartwarming. I’ve been looking forward to getting hold of a copy.

Paul‘s given the inspiration – and the domain name – to produce an exciting new project over the next week: a new web site that’ll keep Aberites amused for some time to come. I’m keeping it tightly under wraps – even Paul doesn’t know what it’s actually going to be, yet – but if you’re looking for a clue, start with Penbryn-Hall.co.uk, a prank site I set up two and a half years ago.

It’s deeply satisfying to back-up a heap of stuff to a DVD and free up several gigabytes of hard drive space.

I have to go to work in a few hours, but I can’t sleep. I wish Claire was here.

And I thought I was supposed to be the ‘old fogie’!

I remember last semester that we’d have three or four films on a Troma Night, drinking until well past 2am. Tonight, it wasn’t even midnight before Kit, Liz, Adam and Bryn decided that it was past their bedtime. Disappointing.

I’ve found a supervisor for my major project, although he has stipulated the condition that I reduce the complexity of my proposed project, as he’s said it’s too ambitious. Needless to say, I didn’t point out to him that I’ve pretty much finished developing it already, and I just need to write the accompanying paper. Ah well. That’ll make this academic year all the sweeter.

Bought new jeans and socks to celebrate.

Claire‘s Dad is visiting for the weekend, which is nice. He’s also brought his new Jaguar, which is also nice.

Will post more soon. For now, I’m being dragged to bed by Claire. Goodnight, all;

Why is it that when people wake up during the night – to go to the toilet, for example – they almost certainly check their clock as they get back into bed, even if (a) this means going out of their way [sitting up and leaning over, or whatever] and (b) there is still no light streaming through the windows [therefore: it’s not even remotely near the morning anyway].

The only valid reason I can think of for this behaviour is to see how close it is to their alarm time, and, if it’s almost time to get up anyway, to get up – but if it’s still dark outside then it obviously isn’t anyway, so they needn’t bother. Knowing the time does not help you sleep, does it?

I’d be interested in a study in which people who frequently make 8am-ish starts and who can say that they have engaged in this behaviour have their alarm clocks replace with a specially-crafted alternative which does not show the time on the face between the time that the alarm is set and the time that it goes off. Volunteers for the study would have to use this special clock for several months and record instances of it changing their behavioural patterns – and any other comments – in a diary for submission at the end of the experiment (say a month later). Ideally the experiment would be performed at a time of year and location at which, for the people involved, their ‘usual’ alarm time fell shortly after sunrise, to eliminate oddities in the ‘light effect’ above, and would be repeated with different study groups around the year. No control group is necessary (technically, everybody has been part of one for the last ten years, so we’ll use them); instead, testimony will be collected from interested parties among the general populace and used during the analysis of results.

Just a thought. I’d be interested to see any conclusions and theories into why humans engage in this interesting behaviour.

Right: off to lectures.

I feel really stupid. Earlier this evening Claire desperately wanted my attention, and I pretty much ignored her, quite selfishly.

I absolutely adore her, and – away tonight as she is – now I’m missing her loads but it’s too late to call her and tell her so, and in any case she’s forgotten to take her mobile phone with her. I can’t sleep for waiting ’til the morning, when I can see her.

In other news, my suspicions were last night confirmed that Pink Floyd really does sound even better at a certain level of intoxication.

Going to try again to get some sleep;