Month: October 2003

I am so stressed it’s unbelieveable. My entire body is tense, and my fingers hurt typing. This weekend is so badly needed. It’s a long one too, I have Monday booked off work.

On the good news front, I have a flat and all that worry is lifted. I move in at the start of next month. On the bad news from I’m still hungover from the V drinks last night.

Man I’m so fucked right now. I’m going for a drink. I shall be back later.

Drunk skinhead with an attitude
Doing circles like a shark with his food
If someone tries to turn the other cheek
He disappears in a yellow streak

Animosity!

The only world I know is drowning in rage
I’m underwater from my dreams to the stage
In any language that you learn to speak
Love is listed and defined as weak

Animosity!

Animosity, a common hate
Feeds the hungry on an empty plate
A bitter taste and the promise of pain
Fills you up while the soul is drained!

Last night was um fun. I helped Nick move into his new flat. So at lunchtime he rented a car. We grabbed some quick dinner after work and set off. Long story short it took 2 trips and about 6 hours but we got everything moved. It really rammed home how much stuff I have to move. I shall be renting a van it would appear, a car won’t do for all this stuff. I don’t know how I’ll manage to move it on. Will rope in a couple of the lads aswell as a driver for the can

Hoping tomorrow night works out, I think it sounds good. Andy is really taken with the area and thinks I’ll like it a lot and that’s a pretty good recommendation.

Work is stressful and 3/5 of my team are off on a training course for the next 2 days. I got a result on one thing today which I’m happy enough with but it’s just the tip of the iceberg, lots more to get through.

I’m going to head to bed shortly, early for the first time in a while.

Some people really need to grow the fuck up. Maybe I should have just posted that comic. Ah well.

Typing later.

Fucking hell.
I’ve just spent the last 30 minutes helping another team out with a problem. They came over and stood around my desk and told me what it was and I got cracking…then they still stood there while I worked. Eventually I told them to go away and I would get back to them with an update.
For that 30 minutes I tried everything I knew to make the fucker work and nothing did. It was confusing and starting to get to me. I don’t like being beaten by code I’m damn good at. So on came a bit of Metallica and that was that. Sorted. It was simple and I was damn stupid to have taken so long to fix it. There was an action in the code being told to a command before the command had been defined. It was to put it bluntly a bit of a fuck up. It never worked, it was never going to work and every damn one of us should have caught it earlier.

Well, I wasn’t expecting that. Two people on the V have spare rooms and are looking for flatmates. One I’ve met a couple of times and had a few drinks with, the other I’ve not met but online she seems quite sound. I also sent a load of emails to agents last night and have some calls back this morning to arrange to view places.

This makes me quite a bit happier and certainly a little relieved and gives me a couple of things to think about.

I left in a rush this morning, I slept well and dreamed a lot but I did not get enough sleep, do I ever? Managed to run out of the flat in a hurry without the albums I dug out last night but I did manage to grab Bester’s The Demolished Man and start it off on the bus.

More in a few, I have to reboot after finally getting a program installed sucessfully 🙂

Right so a small flat hunting update. Got 6 places to look at between now and next Tuesday so should be fairly busy looking around. I’ve booked Monday off work and I hope to see some during the day. It’s really made me realise how good I had it here. But then again, I’m really only looking at somewhere to live on my own at the moment. Check that out and then look at the rest. Not sold at all on the idea of flatmates. I know it could be great, but *shrug*

I have just posted to the V for some thoughts on the whole flatshare thing, I wonder what sorta response there would be, the advice would be appreciated.

Got into work this morning to find the network was down. It was close to two when it came back online so the morning was very wasted. We had a semi long lunch in the Firkin and just chatted or wandered the floor for the rest of the time. It was annoying as I have a lot to do and a 5 minute connection would have got me everything I needed to work on my local box for a couple of days. The one good thing was that I got to go and actually talk to someone about one project which could have been a nightmare for us, but is now not.

This afternoon was kinda strange. The morning really fucked it over. It wasn’t so much a case of overdrive kicking in as overflow. Trying to deal with 3 separate items at once and struggling with them all individually led me to crank up some Ministry (techno metal is possibly the best description I have heard) and put it on and just work on one area of code for a while. It was quite refreshing and more importantly, it got the message to leave me alone well across! It’s pretty much an unwritten notice across my desk. Do not approach when you hear the sounds of metal. Mood music. I’ve just dug it out for a listen now. They were a band I found at Download on chance and really enjoyed the performance so got a couple of the cds. Also dug out some classic Guns N’ Roses for bringing into work tomorrow.

Lost a post there…well actually for once in a while I didn’t. It was all saved and up to date. You see, backups are a good thing so that I don’t have to see emails to Vice Presidents which basically say the dog ate my homework when I’m waiting on that homework. That annoyed the hell out of me…it also amused the hell out of me.

Already the V has come back with two helpful answers. Sometimes the place really gets it spot on. It helps that it’s primarily a London based forum. On the topic, I’m so tempted to go and post somewhere that I don’t post anymore just wind someone up…but see having said all that, it’s so not worth it.

I should turn off the computer, put my phone on to charge, get into bed and read for a while. But I don’t want to. I want to type as usual these days but I have nothing to say. There isn’t really much going on upstairs these past few days so I’m gonna do it anyway.