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I am so very tired right now. I signed out of the office at 3:25am last night. It was not good. We had stuff happen and more stuff happen and more stuff happen meaning we could not get stuff done. Unfortunately the stuff which wasn’t done was being presented to some reporters this morning. Hence the late night.

Came in late today, I don’t even remember turning off my alarm this morning. I was planning on being in at 11, but it was 12 before I made it. And I feel like shit.

It started off bad last night, we knew (or at least I did) that we were in trouble, we just didn’t have the time to get it done and we didn’t have a good atmosphere working at it. No-one was really sure what they were doing and it wasn’t very productive. Of course we have a couple of lovely iMac 2’s on our desks and they work really well as glorified music players. So in went the speakers and on went the music. A little bit of Metallica to kick off with but while it was great stuff (And Justice for All) it wasn’t getting us going. John, not being the biggest Metallica fan was the first to shout out when the cd was over and it was time for a little bit of Michael Jackson. You could see the tension and stress levels drop as Bille Jean began. It brightened up the office so very much and got us going. It was pretty much the first step to getting us into a good mood and then the work just flowed.

So we listened to some Michael Jackson for a while. At this stage it’s about 10:30 and it was all starting to get to us again. There was at least another two hours work for us and so the idea was mooted (guilty as charged) to take a 30 min break and go across the road for a couple of pints before closing time. And so we did. And it was good. It was good, it was really good. We went back and we worked for a few more hours and we had a few laughs and we got it done (mostly) in the end.

Today my eyes hurt and I cannot bring myself to even try and script anything, it’s not going too well and I don’t fucking want to be making goddamn fucking excel sheets of information and then using it to write scripts. It’s all just fucking bollocks (ahem).

Tonight I’m going out to play some pool for a little while. Then I am going home to sleep.