posting

jo’s moaning that i don’t post enough, so here i am. i don’t know what she means, i posted less than a week ago! some of us have work to do… honest.

errr…. cheese.

incidentally, we were painting our new spare bedroom (that is, my sister and brother-in law were painting and i was supervising), and we noticed a llama on the wall. they get everywhere, you know. it’s amazing how many llamas we’ve bumped into since moving to woking. must be the beast to be around here. now that the paint has dried, the llama has faded away, sadly, but he’ll always have a place in our hearts.

in geeky news, i’ve nicked an old computer from work and i’ve put linux on it. i’ve always had a vague fascination with linux, and it seems to be good for a web server, so when we get into our new house i think i’ll set it up and put websites on it and stuff. now i have a linux machine for messing about with, a pc for playing games on, and a mac for actually using as a computer. mmm, geeky.

happy now jo? what does “exanimate” mean anyway?

tedium

so i’ve succumbed to sneaking entries into my fledgling journal at work… the problem is, you work really hard all day, then finish something big at 5.05pm. so, you look at your “to do” list and realise that starting anything else now is a complete waste of time, i mean, there’s only 25 minutes left until hometime and at least the last ten of those need to be used for glancing surreptitously at the clock and making your computer shut down really slowly, and the customers aren’t that nice anyway so why should i rush to get anything done?

so here i am with nothing much to do and a journal to pad out. it’s funny, i never really have anything to write or say, but it doesn’t really matter because nobody really reads it anyway, and it’s just a way of sorting out your brain. and my brain needs a lot of sorting out. not because it’s particularly large, it’s just a mess, like the inside of my pc.

on that note, let’s trigger a “friendly discussion” on macs and pcs. i’m at work, but i’m actually typing this on a remote desktop to my mac at home. why? mainly because i can, i guess. and it looks prettier, and i like checking up on my mac to see if it’s ok. i really want to get a mac at work, but there is absolutely no reason to, because i’d have to run windows on it and you can get a dell to do that at a hundreth of the price. poo. my reason is that it looks prettier and i could use it at home too, but my boss doesn’t really like that reason. i tried to convince him that it would be useful to have a mac in the office for testing software on different platforms, but seeing as we already know there’s absolutely no way our software would work on a mac, that didn’t wash either.

oops, got distracted—someone wanted me to do work! well, i’m now at home with my beautiful wife, so i’d better sign off.

life or death

so i’ve finally come to it, my first life or death situation. scary!

and i really don’t know how to get out of it. i don’t seem to have the skills to survive.

those pesky sandpeople. i’ve made my way into their base and they won’t let me out. when i go through the tunnel, my sandperson disguise disappears and i have to fight againts five scary sandpeople, and worse, i have to do it all in my underwear.

bummer.