That’s what happens when a 2-year-old jumps up and down on your toilet.

Pen & Paper

I’m sticking to working from pen & paper today (and my PDA, of course). I’m running out of computers…


Jo says my aura has altered so as to affect the computers around me. Evidence for this?
– My iBook died last night.
– My spare PC (which I’m now lowered to using as my main work station) was monkeying around today.
– Jo’s PC (same office) was playing up today. (But hey, it usually does).
– A PC laptop in the next office had its fonts screwed up today.
Doesn’t sound like much, right?
– But then I get home, and the living room PC dies, right in front of me. It won’t boot from the hard disk any more.
Garh! What the f&£$?
(You’ll notice that even under today’s levels of extreme annoyance multiple exclamation marks and question marks are not acceptable – pay heed).
I am now wrapping myself in bubble wrap to insulate myself from the surviving computers in my house. *pop*pop*pop*

Dead iBook

I spoke too soon. My iBook just died. This is because of the crash on Wednesday. (I hadn’t used it all weekend).
Shit. I’m really pissed off now.


I really, really enjoyed Revenge of the Sith last night. Some people like it, some people don’t (Kim fell asleep – well, they *were* comfy chairs). I for one was very nervous before the start, and was never able to relax back into my chair.
I don’t understand why so many people go to see the new Star Wars films, particularly ROTS. It must be the hype, or they believe that maybe, just maybe, this time they’ll get it. And that’s part of the problem. The film wasn’t for you, it was for me. It tied the links in my mind, set up the future, laid down the past, completing the story. If you don’t know the rest of the story in some detail, how can you appreciate these films? You wonder why we forgive so much, and the truth is because we are glad to be given what we are given. Because we’ve always wanted more, and now we have it.
To complain about these films you must first watch them all, more than once, and try to stay awake. But then, there’s that same problem again: these films are not for you. We all like different things, and we like these films. But only the Sith deal in absolutes.

The Morning After

I’m feeling a bit sore today. Elbows, shoulders, arse, lower back, wrists, shins, etc. The usual post-crash stuff. It’s daft you get all these aches with even just a low speed crash.
The bike’s screwed: the frame’s bent and the wheels are bent (plus some other bits), so they’ll need replacing. I really, really liked that frame. Shit. This is going to be expensive, to the point where it’ll probably be cheaper to buy a new bike.
My laptop seems to have survived this time!