last night, jezza called round to pick up his father’s thigh length waders. Just don’t ask, alright? We’ll come to that later, although I will stress that they were not used for some peculiar perversion. Well, hardly at all. But I digress.
we have become more and more hermit-like, so he dragged us up to the local pub for a pint and a bite to eat. Of course, the Bird in Hand has stopped serving food, because they’re leaving on Monday. How many landlords has that place been through?
so we went down to The Angel, and ate indifferent lasagne. And I had one GT, and one glass of not very good Merlot, and felt half pissed. And have discovered that I don’t sleep very well in that state. Ho hum …
for those of you struggling to find a colour scheme you like, here’s a nice colour picker. Enjoy!
so, tomorrow comes a nice big delivery. All the Macromedia MX stuff, plus a brace of NEC 18″ TFT monitors. My desk is horribly cramped with two 19″ CRTs, so away they go. Ghod bless the Tempters … we have a very good arrangement with them, where we send them all our spare money (plus a bit more), and they send us toys^H^H^H essential items for us to conduct our business.
and then I have the “fun” of installing all the MX stuff, and I’m really due for a complete OS reinstall – there’s some real oddities going on with this box, particularly with the fragrant IE6. Perhaps now is the time to do it, although I can’t quite decide whether to go for 2K or XP …
oh the horror – I think I’ll spend some time today checking that I have absolutely everything that I’ll need. It’s all those wierd bits of shareware that get forgotten.
oh dear. You can hear the shuffling of feet from a long way away.
yes, I said weblogs were a waste of time. That nobody wrote or read anything interesting in them. And then I started one for the cats, and I discovered very rapidly how addictive they are. Or do I mean compulsive? Anyway, for better or worse, here’s my personal one.