February 10th, 2006 |
Life
Ok seriously like I woke up 15 minutes ago to find blood everywhere. I was in the middle of a nose bleed and it ended up all over my hands, legs, bedding, this is not cool. Wgite bedding was not a good choice when it comes to thinking about what colour it will be when it has blood stains on.
February 9th, 2006 |
Life
Aggh, I swear this site is unusably bad! I mean, people who say they spent all their time on it and all their friends are on it – how does it not drive you mental? All I did was click a link to a message sent to me and what do I get? The “an unexpected error has occured – it’s been forwarded to the techie group thing” message.
February 9th, 2006 |
Life
Just checking out Rocket Boom. It was mentioned in the SitePoint Tribune as they are selling advertising on it via eBay. it’s a daily video blog but to be honest, it’s boring. It has some actual news but a lot of it’s just crap – and that’s coming from a buy who writes celebrity blogs!
Hmm, you know, I should probably get some coursework done.
I’m re-assessing my sites situation though. I’m not sure how well xmeltrut.com is working out. I know 18 months on is probably a slow uptake on that but I’m not sure where I can see the network going now.
I have been spending a lot of time thinking about Particle Soft however. Particle Wiki 1.0.2 is on it’s way once the testing is finished and a public beta of Particle Gallery is soon to be released too. I want to work on Particle Blogger also, I think a 2.0 for that would be great.
February 8th, 2006 |
Life
It’s total BS. They’ve hardly shown anything and we’re 20 minutes in. They spent most of the time in re-cap videos which is just silly as we’ve just watched it on Channel 4 – like without a gap of one ending and the other beginning.
The rest of the time is taken up by the presenter narrating about what is going on.
February 8th, 2006 |
Life
…no, I know, I’m no superman.
Scrubs rocks, it’s well known. Michelle doesn’t like it but she is from Jersey. She thinks it’s a real country but it clearly isn’t – the Play.com returns address is listed as Jersey, United Kingdom.
Nothing but happened today. Went to a Film Making Soc meeting. Fergus was ill so Trev took the meeting. He’s a far more entertaining group leader, interesting possibility.
February 8th, 2006 |
Life
Well, now that they have locked everyone out of Eniac, suprisingly, there is nobody here. Looks like I will have the lab to myself pretty much every time I come in here after 5 (there are a few other people with key fobs, I don’t know who they are but the numbers are small enough that the chances of seing them in here – well, it may eventually happen this semester. Then again it may not).
Next phase in the SoC conspiracy is to complain nobody is using Eniac and suggest we shut it down. It’s a conspiracy I tell you, don’t let them fool you into thinking it isn’t!
February 8th, 2006 |
Life
Slate magazine have bee kind enough to provide information on how to stop law enforcement agencies (or indeed anyone else) tapping your phone (well from what I read it just prevents them from recording it effectively). Have a read.
February 7th, 2006 |
Life
72:21:33 (hours:minutes:seconds) online :D.
February 7th, 2006 |
Life
WordPress seems to work really slowing when posting things. It doesn’t seem to affect my blog much but some of them it seems to take ages posting something, especially when there is an image in the post (I think, because I virtually never post images here but I always do with the news blogs and such). The rest of it seems fine, just posting. Wierd.
EDIT: Ok, to be honest, that was really slow as well.
February 7th, 2006 |
Life
Oh man, some stuff had just gone to my head. My computer has been on for well over 48 hours now and if I move out of the position of typing I get all kind of wierd pains. Which is wierd as I spent Sunday in bed ill.
Looking around I room, there is crap covering the floor, clothes, papers, stuff that’s important no doubt, I’ve swept most of the stuff that was lying on my bed into the mass too.
Approaching the door I reach down and take a swig from a bottle. It says lilt on the side but what I’m drinking ain’t lilt. It’s not alcohol either, truth be told, I don’t even know what it is.
I need a fix, need my next Fredo but I’m trying to come clean.
And through all this one question burns into my mind. Why am I narrating all this in the present tense when it clearly must have already happened as I’m here typing about it.