update-blog, again
Yeah, I think it's working now, at least for new entries and uploading. I haven't done archiving yet.
So, the most obvious change for readers is the addition of the times at the top. The first is the time at which the new entry was added and the second is the time that it was uploaded. I couldn't decide what should be defined as the time of an update:-)
Birthday greetings to Elliot
Not that he'll ever read this, of course!:-p
Is It Fall Yet?
I've been waiting for Channel 5 to run this feature length episode of Daria for over a year (27/1/2001 actually:-) ) It was worth it:-) Just a shame it's on Channel 5, so I have to watch it upstairs on the old black and white, can't get a picture on our proper telly...
Don't forget to put your clocks forward!
Remember: the change - forward (tonight) or backward (October) - always happens at 1am GMT. So, at 1am, on the last Sunday in March, the clocks go forward. At 2am, on the last Sunday in October, you put your clocks back to 1am. See?
My Debian box changed itself automatically, I didn't even notice, I saw the clock on the button bar, and I was like "that's a bit late, er... Oh, my god..."! My RISC OS boxes will do the same, thanks to a bit of code I wrote a few years ago. I really should publish that, because it does cool stuff like logging system uptime as well. Oh well:-)
update-blog
I am currently working on update-blog, a script that does blog maintenance. I hope it will add space for an entry, upload the site to triv.org.uk, and maybe even handle archiving. I've decided to write it in Perl, hence there will be the benefit that after doing this I can say I can write Perl;-)
View the source of this page. See all those cutesy <!-- BLOG <COMMAND> --> lines..? Amazingly they don't break the HTML validator!! Hooray!!
I can post whatever the hells I like;-)
...as long as it's my original thoughts, and not what people have said to me in confidence.
So what the hells am I on about here? Well, this afternoon I on the phone with Sarah for ages. Apparently, I'm not blunt enough. Anyone know how to be more blunt? Maybe I should swear more often:-)
I don't think that's it though, I think it's that I'm just not that confrontational. I'd rather spout bland pleasantries and smile and act like everything's okay, rather than actually offend or upset. Yes, I know sometimes I carry on like I'm trying to gross out the entire room, but that's just comedy value - and as many of you know, I think that if people are laughing, I must be doing something right.
But, I dunno, she's like "well stop it and just bloody well tell me what you're thinking!" But I am telling you what I'm thinking at that moment, because years of not being able to upset people to whom I'm talking have got my brain to the point of not even thinking any provocative thoughts, until it's far too late, and the moment's passed, or whatever.
It's a whole different kettle of fish, typing into an IRC client or a text editor like this, though. Here, there's more thinking time, and furthermore the part of my brain that deals with this type of thing doesn't think it's actually talking to a real person, so I can type stuff I might never say out loud...
Well, I know this makes like no sense to you, you're just like "just say it!" but it's true, my head really was empty of anything even remotely likely to be offensive. That's just the way I am:-)
PS You bloody weren't with me for longer.
It's spring baby!
The weather was really, really nice today, as it was yesterday. I love this. I love it when the sun's out and it's warm and stuff, and it's not dark when you wake up or get in after a long day. (Not that I got in after a long day... Nope... I didn't leave the house, as usual, but it's the principle of the thing...)
Furthermore it's the switch to BST this weekend. It's also Easter. Loads of chocolate, and lighter evenings... Does it get any better?!
The third extra drum and bass show
Yeah. It's been a good day. I was in #warwick (again!) at the time and I kept typing "Oh my god this record is so good!" every five minutes or so. Sorry Matthew, got a bit sick of that didn't you...:-)
Gubbins...
Everyone go read Andys well duff homepage. Pouring my heart out, indeed... yeah, you know it...;-)
"Normalescence"
Regular readers will know what this means. Anyone else can just search the rest of this page:-)
- It's been pointed out to me that posting about my DC form wasn't such a good idea. Oh well..! Apparently it's pretty good though and is nearly ready for submission. Yes, I know that, it's been like that for like a month:-/
- Look, everyone: educational content! Today seems to be "RjY looks up words he doesn't know the meaning of" day. I'm using Wordsmith.org's Wordserver (email wsmith@wordsmith.org, blank body, subject "define word")
- Colophon: turns out to be like the last page of a publication, giving publishing details and stuff
- Quixotic: romantic to extravagance, absurdly chivalric, apt to be deluded. Reminds me of some people I know:-)
- Knobs!!! You heard me! Leopard print metal knobs!! Some of you who've been to my house will know my old chest of drawers; the top one hasn't had a handle on it for years. Today, as promised by my dad, I've got replacements. As you can tell, they're very sexy:-)
- Spent the longest time ever in #warwick. Talked all the usual stuff, you know the deal. Computer babble. Sex and stuff. Whinging about life. The romance thing again, cf. 18/3/2002. "Get your form done Rob!" etc. Actually it was really good fun, especially early on when there was like half a dozen of us there, it was like a party! Cool! (I'm such a nerd for saying that but I don't care!!:-) )
Body hair
Hair on your head is gorgeous, especially if it's really long, like mine. But anywhere else? Under your arms? On your stomach? Oh, please! So I tried cutting some of it off. Trouble with doing your armpits, though, you kind of leave sharp ends and I'm going to itch there for a few days before they are naturally dulled. Looks much better though!!
By the way I decided to stop shaving my face properly. Progress reports to follow.
Friendship bracelets
I had like loads of these when I was young. They're good because they (a) are adjustable, never too tight or loose and (b) like anything else round your arms, draw attention away from the fact that your arms're like twigs! Anyway for some reason I woke up thinking about them today, so I decided to see if I could work out how to make one. Success! My brain still works :-)
triv.org.uk's home page
The index page of the web host needs sprucing up so I tried to make a new one. However I need to learn how to use The GIMP. But it's too complicated. It makes me feel like an idiot. If I was in a better mood, maybe I'd stick with it but there's enough crap making me feel like an idiot right now.
Speaking of which...
Okay this is getting beyond a joke
Not that it ever was a joke of course. Well, yeah, actually since Everything Is Funny it has to be but...Shut up Rob, you're rambling again.
The point is... I go downstairs at half one-ish to find my mum, who I thought had gone to sleep at least an hour before, obviously very very unhappy. Why? Yeah. You know. She's worried and, I quote, "afraid", about me, my stupid life and where it's going, or more like why it isn't going anywhere. So we have this talk. She's like, oh I'm failing you as a mother, it's my fault you don't feel able to deal with the world. I'm like, bullcrap, I'm 23, I should be able to deal with it, if I were you I'd be telling me to stop being such a twat and sort my life out. Anyway after a bit more of this she says she feels a little better and the air's a bit clearer... But let's face it, we haven't exactly got anywhere.
And of course this sort of thing is going to happen again. And again. People worry about me and I get angry because I think why the hell are you worrying about me, it's not your fault I'm like this, stop it. But they still do. It's like there's this direction I have to move in, but I can't because there's a massive big wall there. But there's all this stuff pushing me in that direction. The fact that my own mother is quite seriously distressed about my situation is like being pushed towards this huge wall at the kind of speed Simon usually drives at. Yeah, you know. Splat.
There is one thing I can do though: remember I said I'd post my username and password for my DC application form? Well, I told everyone on IRC tonight what it was. So I might as well tell you. Here is the login page for DC's online application form. Name rjy, password dc01f. If you hate me, then put something rude in there and submit it. If you don't, then make some changes, or tell me what to do with it. At the very least, have a laugh, enjoy. I place myself in your hands; I'm obviously not going to do anything with my own.
PS Happy birthday to those who are older today (26th) and tomorrow (27th)
newsstats
Look you idiots, a link: newsstats. It seems its release was not exactly obvious.
Six months since I built this computer
I think in terms of computer hardware that makes it obsolete :-/
A life of sleep and telly
Anyway nothing happened today. I was asleep for most of it. Not surprising though, I was up until like half five yesterday though. Later, I watched some stuff on TV. Here, for want of better content, is a report.
- The Simpsons, fantastic, of course. Episode: Lisa's Wedding.
- Captain Scarlet: I love that it was mankind who started the war of nerves with the Mysterons. Captain Black is the coolest villain ever, as well. Have you seen how pale his skin is, or his amazing blue beard? But what kind of damage can he do standing in a graveyard? :-)
- Malcolm in the Middle: Most of the time, quite funny, but with occasional moments of extreme hilarity.
Also I went into Coventry, to the bank. Paid a cheque in that I'd got for my birthday. Walked round some shops.
Yeah, great, Rob, you really know how to sort your life out. Last night, I just couldn't be bothered to go to bed, I knew I'd get bugger all done today. I'd tried looking at the DC form again, I've had like 2 boxes left on it for ages. I still can't fill them in. And I don't know where the hell else I could apply to. Is it that I'm still living at home, wrapped in cotton wool? I dunno. Here it is, nearly 3am again, looks like the same thing's going to happen today too.
I'm this close to posting my username and password, so that you can go finish the form for me. That'd make you laugh, wouldn't it?
Oh gods! It's back! Someone please take it off of me!
I took it into my head to apt-get install suck and then, oh dear, well, one thing led to another and this happened...
/tmp$ suck news.zetnet.co.uk -dd . >nsdata 2>/dev/null
/tmp$ newsstats -in nsdata
1 (-) 30 (-) Mr W M Dumas <ecsfw@>
2 (-) 24 (-) Danny@
2 (-) 24 (-) Nicholas Jackson <marem@>
4 (-) 23 (-) Matthew Hall <m.d.hall@>
5 (-) 17 (-) Nicholas Barton <nick@>
6 (-) 15 (-) Vincent Lynch <marfu@>
7 (-) 12 (-) Jeremy Austin <jezaustin@>
8 (-) 11 (-) Crazy Dave <nospam@>
8 (-) 11 (-) Martin Eyles <martin.eyles@>
10 (-) 10 (-) RjY <RjY@>
11 (-) 7 (-) Julie Bellingham <plasmagrrl@>
11 (-) 7 (-) Rutherford <simon@>
13 (-) 6 (-) Ian Morris <ianmorris0@>
13 (-) 6 (-) Warwick Dumas <warwick@>
15 (-) 4 (-) Amy <phulv@>
16 (-) 3 (-) Andrew N <andrew@>
16 (-) 3 (-) dev/null <phukn@>
18 (-) 2 (-) Dave Taylor <phuiv@>
18 (-) 2 (-) Mr. Pants <pants@>
18 (-) 2 (-) TGOS <tgos@>
21 (-) 1 (-) Derek Glen <derek_glen@>
21 (-) 1 (-) Fuzz <johanfuzz@>
21 (-) 1 (-) Iain Thomas <iain@>
21 (-) 1 (-) Jez <mauyr@>
21 (-) 1 (-) Max Hammond <max@>
21 (-) 1 (-) Michael S. Glees <sad.bastard@>
21 (-) 1 (-) Peter Oliver <p.d.oliver@>
21 (-) 1 (-) Tom March <phudm@>
21 (-) 1 (-) csrcp@
228 (-) TOTAL
Can anyone else please for gods sakes take this damned code off of me, before I cause myself harm with it again?!?
This site's address is http://www.triv.org.uk/~rjy/ !
I'm still seeing hits on the old www.simonheywood.org.uk address! Update your bookmarks lists, people!
From the Beano
No wonder they pensioned Lord Snooty off. He pisses me off now. Snob.
For those who remember my Dennis The Menace folder (which I firmly believe is indestructible, I carted it round with me for like 8 years solid): The cover is from the 6/2/1988 issue.
Notice how all the authority figures look the same? Dennis's dad, Roger the Dodger's dad, Minnie the Minx's dad, the Bash Street Kids' teacher... all have large wobbly stick-out noses and dubious moustaches of various size. It's possibly an old Beano editor thing (I heard the teacher is a caricature of a former editor)
Minnie The Minx, 27/2/1988 issue! She's in a hairdresser. The hairdresser has to tie her up to control her - what does he use? He cuts off the 4-5ft of hair of this other customer!!! AARGH!! I'm very, very, severly traumatised by that picture. Seriously!
But anyway. I read this comic for the best part of 10 years but I'm glad I don't read it any more. Never mind how politically correct it has become (as has The Dandy) Never mind how, ever since the artist changed in 1993, Dennis seemed to age backwards quite considerably and just didn't look right any more: no, it's worse than that. There is apparently now a character called Robbie Rebel, based loosely on Robbie Williams!! I mean, for gods' sakes, guys!!
The soon-becoming-usual (normalescent?!) list
- Hilarious article caricaturing Linux hackers. You know sometimes I wonder if I should grow a goatee...
- Which Care Bear Are You? I'm apparently a cross between Bed Time Bear and Grumpy Bear. Yawn. Stop looking at me like that.
- While I'm thinking about it again: Star Fleet! OH MY GOD! How obsessed was I with this?!?
- I attended on IRC the compet-n "Doom Academy Awards 2001". Go read the ceremony log and the complete log (preferably the latter, I'm in it :-) ) so that you can:
- Groan as Mike Tyson, presenting the UV Tyson award, makes the lamest pun-on-his-name joke ever.
- Giggle at the presenter accidentally typing into the wrong window.
- Fall off your chair in helpless laughter when you see who the guest presenter of the UV pacifist award was :-)
- Don't you just love it when you do a search on Google for "I hate my emotions" and you find people like this?
- Rules for being human. I like this. Especially the last one "You Will Forget All of This (Some of the Time)" Actually that whole site's hilarious: What about signs of clinical depression? "...a voice in the back of one's mind providing a constant barrage of harsh, negative statements" - yeah, you know it! Shut up, brain!!
- My mum's annoyed because twice on Saturday my aunt tried to ring here to ask for a lift home from work, but of course she couldn't get through because muggins here had the connection open. She says she's annoyed because she forgot, she meant to ring her sister anyway. But I can't help but feel partly responsible, you know?
A list of short but sweet things
- Today's lifewasting gaff was to read some of my old copies of The Beano. Dated 1988. 14 years ago! I'm so old!
- I wasn't apologising "for my existence" yesterday. I was apologising to people because right now I don't feel up to travelling the country to their parties, or whatever.
- Anyone remember Come baby come by K7? Goes "Ring, ring, ring, the telephone goes ring. Hello, Hello! But we're still gettin' busy!". For some reason, this amused me...
- Danny Rampling is leaving Radio 1. I will miss his show, his taste in soulful, melodic house music. Oh well, it always clashes with the UK garage show on Kix 96, and if they bring Fergie in as a replacement as I think I heard, the choice of listening will be obvious.
- Literally sweet. I have eaten far too many Quality Street chocolates. It's 2am(ish) and I don't feel sleepy at all.
- Another blog!! Ha ha!! That's cool, sir, keep it up :-)
- And another. With custom-written content-management code in MySQL and PHP or something. Bah. I wish I could do that.
- However I did write a perl script today. First one ever. It wasn't very good and I found that it was quicker to do manually the task that I wanted to automate, but I'm newbie scum :-)
- Said task involved some processing of a UNIX mailbox. So now I know their format exactly. Before today I wasn't really sure. So I've learnt something :-) It's just a text file, with messages separated by lines of the form
From rjy Sat Mar 23 01:57:28 2002
You can get these on Unix or GNU systems by doing
echo From email_address_or_usercode `date +%c`
So what if I write a mail with such a line in? Exim (deb) prepends a > to it.
Simon, weren't you wondering about this the other day?
Screw it!
If I really don't want to do something, I don't have to, do I?
So sod it! It'll be like university, when I didn't do much but work (and nerd up the computer labs) because I thought my degree was more important than meeting people, societies, extra-curricular activities, etc.
I need to find work. This thing must have priority, despite its almost boundless ballshrinking horror level. I don't need a bunch of other stuff to stress about - sorting my worthless life out is more than enough.
I'd like to apologise to everyone, especially Simon who's really excited about his birthday party (and hope he doesn't go off on one and delete my account, but you know), Sarah, who'll just keep nagging me and/or taking the piss, and...
...and my mum. Who will never read this, but... who is a lot more worried than she lets on. Which is my bloody fault. This really sucks.
List of random gubbins
Bastard Cyberdemons!!
I decided to do level 28 of Memento Mori again (that's a famous Doom PWAD, you lot) It took five attempts! If I'm not being inadvertently blown up by archviles, I cop a rocket off'f the third of the cyberdemons. The first two are okay, but the one immediately round the corner in a stairwell (just play it, you'll know) is a pig.
The successful run (that's 100% kills, items and secrets) took nearly 54 minutes - it's a big level. Takes about 37 to get to those cyberdemons. Frustration!!
Later I find out the compet-n record (basically the world record) is... less than 18 minutes!! OH MY GOD!!
Um, oh crap, I can't stop this, there's no way out
Right listen you bitches. I have a problem. It's called, um, not knowing what the brown trousers to do. What with? With my life, that's what with. Playing Doom is just another way of putting stuff off, really, especially maps that I've done before, even ones as good as MM 28.
For example, over the next few weeks I have probably one, possibly two, maybe even three long difficult journeys with potentially stressful situations at the end of them:
- Go to Reading for Simon's birthday party thing (Travel cost, medium but still too high for my taste, situation stress, quite high, having to lug bags of blankets round town centre pubs, having to sleep on the floor)
- Go to Newcastle because Sarah wants me to visit (Travel cost, apparently enormous, stress, slightly lower because I won't be sleeping on a floor, she's got a spare room, but I'd be there for probably longer than a day)
- Finish my DC form, go to Enfield again and have a job interview (Travel cost minimal because they pay it for you, but situation stress is through the roof - it's a blasted gobshite job interview for brown trousers' sakes)
I want to do all three but I don't want to do any of them. What will happen is I'll keep putting them off and putting them off until the opportunity is lost and I'll goatsucking hate myself for it. I mean, take (1): potentially a good night out, ruined by my not being able to relax because I'm in foreign parts; (2), see (1); (3), doesn't need any explanation...
What it comes down to is this. I need help. I have so little confidence, so I do nothing, and my little confidence turns into even less confidence. I'm trying to write a blog to force myself to stop keeping my thoughts to myself, but it's not making me feel any more outgoing, which is what I wanted.
I'm screwed, I need a lot of help. Help me. Help me!! ("Help me God!!" "Hello, Homer, this is God...frey Jones, of Rock Bottom...") I don't even know whether I'm writing this because I need to share it with other people somehow or whether I just see it as an amusing attempt to get some sympathy and told, yeah, Rob, it's okay, you don't have to do anything you don't want to and blah. I suppose in my head I am and always will be the shit-scared-of-everything kid of 13-14 years old that I spend my life trying to convince myself that I'm moving away from. Bloody cowlicking gorillarimjobbing hellfire! How the ratmuff do you all cope?!
Too much stuff to write!
Yesterday's update was quite long. I thought of stuff but felt it had to be postponed. Maybe I should just use a smaller font.
Doom stuff
Doomworld had its fourth birthday last week, on the 13th. The guys who run it decided to redesign it for the occasion. Okay, fair enough - but now it's almost unreadable in Netscape! This is just about my favourite site ever! Shite! Rob, find a new web browser.
Speaking of Doom, I'd always intended to do some add-on WAD reviews here. This is still planned, but I don't think the review project can be quite as ambitious as I originally thought out (in mid-2000) In the meantime, here's Doom Underground.
Is this a blog?
I decided to do this site after reading a bunch of other people's blogs. For example, this or this, to pick two that were in my browser history list.
I dunno though. I mean, it consists of dated entries, but some say it should have loads of links and stuff too (well, this update has!) This definition and this article were interesting reads, as well as others from here.
Stuff arising from visit to #warwick just now
It's been pointed out that the part of yesterday's update about the arrangement was rather cryptic. I actually thought it wasn't, and I'll get into trouble, but there you go. Also had a lively discussion about romance. I think it's pointless claptrap that gets in the way of having sex but Simon and Julie don't. We could see each others' points of view though and agreed to disagree. How lame :-)
"I don't care what you do when I'm not there but I probably won't react well if I have to watch you with other people"
So, remember this party I mentioned in the last update? Well, this was basically what happened. And I was right about the "probably" :-/
Cue predictable response. I just pulled my hat over my eyes... I wasn't going to make a scene and spoil the party, I mean, it's a party, it's about fun :-) However, later I thought about it and came up with three solutions:
- Cancel the arrangement
- Stop going places where I'll see something that'll upset me
- Find more people to do stuff with
The day after we had a chat and it was agreed that my thoughts on these options were right: we don't want to cancel it because it's great, and I can't stop going to parties etc because they're hilarious and I have my reputation to maintain :-)
We both agreed number 3 is best. But, yeah, right. Who?!?!?
A fourth option was suggested, but I didn't like it. Fun would be spoiled for others. There's also the usual method I resort to: Do nothing, and wait for the whole thing to sort itself out; by the Time Is A Great Healer axiom, this is guaranteed. Especially since it's now Easter at the university, and everyone's gone home.
Archiving
Okay, this page was getting too long, so some splitting has been done. You may notice an Archives link on the left.
Now you know what would be really good? A script that does this automatically... Or dynamic HTML, or PHP or one of these weird things about which I don't know enough (that is, I don't know anything at all ;-/ ).
Miscellaneous rubbish
- I've been through and adjusted links to reflect the domain change. I hope I haven't missed anything, but, y'know.
- "Trials and Tribulations": Received a second email telling me that readers of this site exist :-) I'd say who they came from, but they're from people's work addresses, and I don't want to get anyone into trouble...
- You know my hat? Yeah, the stripey one that's kind of my trademark? I hand-washed it in a bucket of hot water, soap powder and fabric softener! Yeah, I know, weird, huh? I'm telling you, I should have done that ages ago.
- For those of you who know what I look like, do you think I look permanently stoned? The question arose at that party, and opinion was divided. Tell me, this time preferably on aaw, where there is a thread.
- And finally: I missed another www out again. Whoops. Oh well.
http://www.triv.org.uk/~rjy/
The domain change has gone through, and this site has a new address. I'll go through this rubbish looking for links to update some other time.
And what timing! It's a month since this new site design went live :-)
More drum and bass shows
For a month Radio 1 have scheduled some extra editions of the drum and bass show. It's like an extra birthday present! Wicked!
More parties
So there might be another party to go to this weekend. Does it ever stop?!? I bloody hope not!
!RobSoft's 10th anniversary
I've just noticed the date. !RobSoft (see the about page) was formed exactly 10 years ago today. Okay, so it didn't last long before being replaced by anARCHy, but it's still an important date to remember. Unreliable business partner!!
Painting, and sunsets
I painted some stuff this weekend. I'm crap at painting, this is why I don't do it :-) I thought, if I could, I'd want to paint beautiful colour gradations, like in sunsets. This reminded me of this program I wrote a few years ago, that basically draws a stylised sunset by interpolating colours of adjacent lines. So I stuck the output in a PNG file, here it is: sunset.png (3Kb - it compressed really well!)
Please note this file won't hang around for ever, so view it while you can. See how it's composed of five different gradations, that don't merge together very well? That program could use work, but, y'know.
If you've got nothing to say, don't say it
I feel like writing an update, but I can't think of anything to write about.
Oh, wait, I suppose there is this:
New address
Sometime soon, this site will change addresses. Simon says (no, wait, that looks stupid, start again) Rutherford says he's got a new domain name, triv.org.uk, so soon we'll move to http://www.triv.org.uk/~rjy/ More on this later: whois triv.org.uk, at this time, says the domain is still unregistered.
Mind you if I knew what the hell I was doing, and had a credit card to pay DynDNS's registration fee (they don't take Switch as far as I can tell) I'd do what was necessary to my domain name, so that this site's address would be http://www.therealmofanarchy.co.uk/. But of course I don't know, and I don't have a credit card. I suck. I've depressed myself now, damnit. Yes, Simon, I know you know what to do, but I hate having to get people to do this kind of thing for me, I mean, I don't feel I can call myself a nerd, you know?...
Stuff from email
I've been told writing a web diary is really brave. Thankyou, Bex. But I dunno, I mean, this isn't my real diary. They're similar, but completely different in fundamental ways too. That's not to say this is wrong, but, oh, I don't know how to explain it.
No, I'm not publishing the real one!!
Old school baby!! (the 8th)
Right. Here's my stupid weekend. It was fantastic, let's face it.
The thing on Friday was wonderful. Imagine a whole load of records you've been obsessed with for years played almost one after the other for hours and hours at ridiculous volume levels. Okay, so they wouldn't let me wear my hat but you can't have everything...
Infiltrate 202's bassline was unbelievable. Then there was the record that got rehashed into A Trip To Trumpton, Sweet Harmony about four times(!), Hardcore Heaven, and lots of others I can't quite remember right now, but not forgetting the infamous Sesame's Treet, which might be the cheesiest rave track ever but it sounded so good. There was also quite a bit of new school breaks and stuff which was good too.
The 9th (and 10th)
After getting up really late I went to town. Hi, Sarah. Oh, hi, Julie, nice to bump into you like this. Gods, isn't it windy...
Went for drinks later but the original plan that I'd go off to another place afterwards was scrapped and it was decided instead to test the arrangement. This went very well, eventually, after some initial technical difficulties - but hey, is there anything that goes exactly to plan?!
Rob, shut up before you embarrass yourself and everyone else.
So people are reading this rubbish!
Look back to 4/3/2002 for a moment. Right. Got an email today which said "yes, you should update this more often, I want something to read at work"
So there's at least one person reading this rubbish :-)
Actually, I'm just reading the http logs on the web host, because I can. Sadly all the external accesses go through Simon's firewall so they all look like they come from 192.168.0.1, but there's quite a few requests, even at stupid times of the morning, like a quarter to eight! Ha ha!
More crap about my stupid arrangement :-)
It's very therapeutic, writing this sort of thing, you know. After I wrote yesterday's update and went to bed my stupid brain(*) started going off on one, and as a result I've been irritated all day. But then I wrote a load of emails to people, including my friend, and this update, and now I'm like, yeah, it's all good. Loads of comedy potential, don't see what all the fuss was about. Shut up, brain.
(*) If you remember that old Red Dwarf episode, Confidence and Paranoia or whatever it's called: well, I've got a paranoia and the damn thing never shuts up, it's like I have to hit it with a stick 24:7, you know?!? :-)
Birthdays, again
Okay here's the plan. Go to a night called Back in the Day at The Institute on Friday (that's the 8th) Old school rave and stuff, 89-95. You can imagine how excited I am!! Also, I think I'll go to Traffic at Carey's on Saturday (9th), which is about funky house and stuff like that.
Mind you I'm not expecting much company for the evenings - I know nearly all my friends don't share my taste in music :-/ Quote of the day: "Most people who like dance music are complete bastards".
The Arrangement
Yeah, that cryptic thing I was on about yesterday has gone all funny. And I mean hilarious! I'm laughing my nuts off and very pleased that I think it's funny, because that tells me a lot about myself to be honest. Respects to Jon and Sarah :-)
That was an interesting weekend!
I should update my site more often.
But anyway, there's this little, um, arrangement, that I have with a, um, friend, and it seems to be running quite sweetly at the moment.
I feel it necessary to say something here because that's what it's for, you know? It's my bloody web diary :-)
However I'm not writing more for reasons of tact and diplomacy and stuff. There are people described as "not very happy" and I don't want to worsen that. If you know what I'm on about, you know, if you don't, ask me and I'll decide whether to tell you or not :-)
Birthdays
Yeah, it's my birthday next weekend. Must think of something to do. I've got a plan but will say more when I can confirm details.
I have a place in mind but I bet no-one'll want to go with me :-)
