Chris Worfolk's Blog

Ah the joys of Big Rigs: Over the Road Racing.

But bad grammer aside, Owen has anounced that in fact our group, Parrot, achieved the highest mark in SE24. Factoring in every part of the group project we proved our ability to work as the best team, functioning as one unit working to maximum efficency.

Of course it didn’t work like that in the real world. Safa did way more coding than anyone else having the most commits (followed by George, Raby, myself and Sumara) and the largest commits (followed by myself, Raby, George and Sumara). We were never really working together on the code – I started it off before Easter then had Rationalist Week to deal with at which point Safa and George started coding while Raby need the UML and Sumara just did nothing. Go team.

Still, I’ll take it as a victory in a time of year that is causing an insane amount of stress, Plus it shows it may actually be giving News a read once in a while.

Guess how many hours I’m scheduled next week.

45.15.

45! 5 closes, Monday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday. That doesn’t include my breaks and that is presuming we are out at 2am. We haven’t been out before 2am in a while now, especially on weekends where before 3 is a goos time. So it will probably be looking to be more like 50 when you take into account what time we will actually be getting out.

In terms of who has the most hours I’ve beaten everyone in the store but one – Joby works 6 opens a week. I’ve beaten all the other staff though including all the managers. But then, who needs sleep anyway?

After the fun of Fruity on Friday, Saturday saw the long anticipated arrival of Wendy House. Well, you’re all rubbish because there was only myself, Michelle, John and Si there (for pre-drinks, I’m not trying to start a rumour that Si came to Wendy. Or am I? :p). I’ve missed Wendy, and the good old days.

Sort it out people!

Men don’t understand women.

Most of my gender freely admits this. We don’t, what you do makes no sense to us. What is far less commonly realised however is that women don’t understand men either. This comes to a head with flirting.

First of all, if you think you’re being subtle about it, you haven’t a chance in hell of us noticing. It’s never going to register on our radar, not one bit.

Secondly, if you think you are being obvious, you’re not. This might register as possible subtle flirting to us. Then again it might not.

What women don’t seem to understand is that anything short of “hey, I like you. In that way.” is considered subtle. Anything else we could simply be misinterpreting even if it registers as flirting so put together the general obviousness of men together with the suprisingly fragile ego and fear of rejection and you can go as far as to pull us as we’ll still debate whether you actually like us.

There is also the issue that flirting from a girl’s perspective is quite ambigious. Something that one girl does to flirt, another girl will just do out of routine. Some girls just have naturally flirty personalities. Close and personal dancing is something some girls do with everyone. It’s not flirting. Making jokes about you and me hucking up – I do this with most of my female friends, it’s not flirting.

Finally it’s also worth considering that every action you take it thrown into the debating ring when a guy is trying to work out if you are in to him or not. This includes how often you accept invites to come out, what reasons you give when not coming out, how you phrase it, how you act when you do come out, etc. Also it’s usually an assumption that you’re not into them so sending any kind of mixed singles won’t keep a guy interested, they are more likely to conclude you’re not into them and move you into the dreaded friend category.

To conclude my 2 cents, if you think you are being subtle you aren’t going to get noticed, if you think you are being obvious you are being subtle and if you are just honest and let the guy know, he may actually realise you’re into him. We’re scared, pessimistic, conservative thinkers and you really need to realise this and re-align this phase shift. Happy boyfriend hunting.

Just moved the next load of my stuff home and now have my desktop set up at home. I’m running somewhat of a wierd setup compared to normal as I’ve got my desktop sat on top of my desk (literally on the desk top) rather than underneith to reduce the amount of cables that need to come round the front of my desk (as it’s a fitted corner desk) – this way it’s just the network cable that runs from downstairs. I’ve also got my subwoofer on the desk to try to stop it vibrating straight through the floorboards and annoying anyone sat in the lounge below me.

I like to think I have my priorities right though. There is only a thin snaking path through my room with piles of boxes covering the entire floor and my bed is an even bigger pile which if you look at it from the top you cannot see any bed at all. But my computer is on, so all is well!

My laptop arrived back yesterday. I actually seem to be able to touch it without it breaking once again though I couldn’t get the wireless working last night. Haven’t tried it again yet though. I’m really hoping it doesn’t have to go back again.

Still haven’t sorted my server out either as I’m not entirely sure what route I want to go with it now.

On the plus side my fan is working perfectly. You can’t beat the good old fashioned reliable technology of a desk fan.

Damn.

Saturday saw the long awaited garden party hosted by Kieran/Matt/Kat/Heather. Having had a power cut on Friday night I was way behind with backing up my laptop (which has now gone back) so I wasn’t able to get there until 5 by which point the party was in full swing.

It turned out to be a really good night, we ended up staying until 1:30 in the morning (and some stayed longer) with good food, food music (of course as some was suggested by yours truely :D) and of course, great company. Congratulations on a well thrown party guys.

I arrived home to check up on the backing up process of my laptop to find everything in my room (save my laptop) dead. The power was off. Not to the rest of the hall. Or my lights. Just my power sockets (and wall lights) apparently. All my computer equipment was dead, my UPS was drained and that five hour backup process that was running – cancelled half way through. Awesome.

They finally got the power back on about 30 minutes ago Everything seems ok though I’ve lost everything I had open on my desktop (which is always a lot because I have stuff like web browsers with a dozen tabs open as well as notes in text documents (most of those are saved though).

I don’t know what went wrong really. I didn’t have that much running and it’s not like I suddenly turned something on and that tripped it as it happened when I was out. I had a really small load running at the time as well, it can only have been a few hundred watts at most.

It has propper messed up my schedule though. I need to get my laptop backups completed today and I’m supposed to be going to Kieran’s garden party this afternoon.

The last two Fruity’s of the year being free we decided to head down last night for a cheap night. It started off with drinks at Michelle’s before heading down at 11. They had the DJ on the stage in Stylus, interesting choice given that it wasn’t exactly going to be a busy night though it probably made the dance floor a bit busier and they wouldn’t have been that pushed for space. You could actually move and everything.

It actually amuses me (and saddens me at the same time) that there were still so many more people there than there would be at Wendy even though this is an exclusively student night and all the students have gone home.

We got dragged out at 1:30 to go find Graham who was lying in the middle of the road having lost his glasses. Turns out he was actually lying on the grass and already had a plan – to just kip down there for the night so didn’t actually need our help but it was too late by then :p. Sarann is now his all time hero for finding them. Kat had also had her phone stolen (technically it was robbed) which was a bit of a downer.

We headed back to Michelle’s at which point she cooked an impressive array of good food for post-clubbing consumption which was much appreciated. Let it never be said that Fruity isn’t an eventful night out.