This has to be the future of computer interactions. Download the video and watch it. I Don’t mind admiting that there was a tear of techno joy in my eye the first time I watched it !!
Two months T-total.
Thats what I’m going to do, from yesterday.
This may not seem like much of a challenge, and if I weren’t socialising at all it would be easy. But the fact is that I’m very much a social drinker and it’s starting to concern me. So two months with no alcohol of any kind. There are at least two major house parties that’ll be happening in that time, these will really be the test. I hope I can do it, I don’t want to consider myself to be a social alcoholic (if there is such a thing).
After the two months is up, well perhaps I’ll have realised that there is no need for alcohol at all. Or perhaps I’ll just find it a lot easier to drink in moderation. I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it.
On a different note I’ve been considering shaving my head. I need a haircut but they are so damn expensive. Also, although I’ve always said that I think a shaved head wouldn’t suit me, I can’t help but be curious to know if I’m right.
Photo’s will definately exist if I decide to go ahead with it (Dave’s ordered some clippers from ebay for himself so they’ll be easily accessible).
Or to be more acurate glandular fever stops just about everything.
Yes, gentle reader, my previous post was in error. I have had a relapse, or something like that. Been pretty ill with cold and cough and general tiredness. Fortunately I’m on the mend now and will be a lot more careful about picking up my usual activity levels than last time!
For those of you that have been looking at the progress on my new design, well there has been none. But I have added several new pictures to my gallery. This is really something I need to get, thumbnails of new shots on the front page, no-one really seems to notice the gallery :(.
Anyway, I’m still here, getting better. Post frequency should pick up to match.
Been feeling a bit tired recently. It occured to me (and has been suggested) that perhaps this is caused by a relapse or continuing illness caused by the glandular fever.
However there are some other extremely good reasons why I’m feeling a bit tired, I’ll recount the activities of the last few days to give you a picture:
Thursday: Get up as normal at 7, Normal day at work, my turn to drive (car sharing). Get home, eat, to capoeira. Two hours of excercise, a few drinks at the pub and a chat, get home, some things need sorting for the following day so I get to bed at about 1ish.
Friday: Day off, but that certainly doesn’t mean restful. Get up at 8:30, sort out Row’s birthday present, into town then train to London. Meet with Row and go for lunch, chat and general London shopping-ness. This is all good. Get back at about 5:30, pack bags at 6ish and leave for Loughborough. Traffic is bad so I don’t get there until about 9:30. Eat tasty food, then out on the town until late. Back home and to bed for 3:30ish.
Saturday: Up at about 8:30 again, damn body clock. Chatting wandering and eating somehow take up most of the day. Late afternoon and it’s off to the cinema to watch Munich (good film). Get back, out on the town again. Definately in bed before 4 but no idea how much before 4.
Sunday: Wake at 8ish but manage with much waiting to sleep again until about 10:30. Get up. There then follows a roughly 4 hour brainstorming session to help Sozu with some software design. This is great fun, designing good software with good friends feels good… Actually programming it is a different matter I’m sure. Late lunch with many many friends, lots of laughter and good fun. Leave at 7:30ish but traffic isn’t great on the way back either. Back to Guildford by 10. Have to prepare for the following day at work (sandwiches shower etc.) get to bed at about 11:30.
Monday: Up at 7…. I’m knackered.
So there it is, the crazy life of Rob… I need more sleep.
Slow.
It’s been a while since I posted anything, been busy (usual excuse!).
I’ve decided that I really, really should try and get my ass in gear and actually apply some kind of design to this site. To this end I’ve added the ‘Themes’ to the menu bar. This way you, the happy reader can see how far I have or haven’t got on the site redesign.
At the moment the ‘Development’ theme is the same as the original classic wordpress theme. You can expect it to be like this for some time. Still, I’m hoping the fact that anyone can see how little progress I’ve made and generally poke me, will give me some much needed incentive!
Note: Be aware that looking at a different theme using the switcher sets a cookie on your machine, it will continue to show you that theme until you select a different theme.
… All night long (to the tune of ‘The wheels on the bus”).
I was rudely awoken in the small hours of this morning by a car directly outside my window beeping in alarm. Irritatingly there was no-one breaking into said car, so there was no point in the noise. I wanted to do something about it but in my sleep addled state the only thing I could think of was to drop a piano on the car. The logistical problem of getting hold of a piano at three in the morning and arranging for it to be dropped from a significant height proved to be too much of a challenge.
Turns out all I needed to do was to call Emergency Piano Droppers Inc. (EPD) they handle short notice piano drops in record time. EPD is also a member of an umbrella group Allsorted Furniture and Vehicle Lifting and Dropping. With a call to EPD and with the support of their partners I could have, ironically, dropped the car on a piano. Still, I’ve got their number now should it be needed in the future.
(everyone).
Well I went to the doctors this morning, and got good news. The blood test came back and I had glandular fever, everything else is fine.
Why, you may ask is this good news?
Well I was little affected by this notoriously knackering virus. Supposedly ‘extreme fatigue’ can be expected. I was a bit tired I’ll admit and had to have early nights, but that’s no-where near ‘extreme fatigue’.
This makes me feel good, special, strong and healthy. And this probably means that I’ve got more than three weeks to live. Looks like the book ’50 things to see before you die’ may come in useful afterall. 🙂
Damn my lack of blogging I’m going to have to explain backstory.
So, during the Christmas break I had a bit of glandular swelling, under my jaw. With a bit of web research and a visit to the doctors it was ‘diagnosed’ as probably just a bad throat infection. (Actually by the time I found a doctor, it wasn’t a bank holiday, I’d gotten registered and got an appointment it had started to go down anyway). Doctor gave me some antibiotics, bit of a stock response I thought but still, and a blood test. Because of some work problems I didn’t actually go in for my blood test until last week, and I called up for the results this morning.
Considering that all the symptoms seem to have gone and I feel fine I was only really calling for completeness. Also in the hope that I could find out my blood type seeing as I don’t know what it is.
The conversation didn’t go quite as expected at this point:
“Ah, yes I wrote you a letter not long ago, we want you to come in and see the doctor again” (or words to that effect).
The words “Oh good, just out of curiosity can you tell me my blood type?” die in their prepared brain space….
Wha?
The conversation soon ends with me having an appointment for Friday morning and a slight feeling of confusion.
Irrational self is going crazy “What three weeks to live, god no I’m too young….” etc. Not entirely sure where the number of three weeks came from but hey.
Realistically I’m expecting the doctor to tell me that I drink too much and should cut down, which is something I’ve been thinking for a while now (especially after Friday night!). Hopefully if it is that then it’ll give me the extra incentive to actually cut down, rather than just thinking it would be a good idea.
It’s been just over a year since I bought my D70 kit, and what an excellent buy it has been. I would of course be the first to say that I still have a lot to learn, but that’s half the fun.
I read a website article recently which stated that you shouldn’t expect to master anything in less than ten years. It also had the quite wonderful idea of releasing anti-trend books to this view; “Teach yourself programming in ten years” I believe was an example. I actually find this idea quite comforting, and am happy to work towards it.
In the last year I’ve taken roughly 3,700 pictures with my D70 (or to be more precise roughly that number have been taken with it, as I cannot take credit for every picture)
As those of you aware of my website photo gallery there is a grand total of 24 pictures from that 3,700ish that I feel are quality enough to share with the general populus. I hope that the next year will bring more pictures in both counts!
Irrational self: “They haven’t called back, I must have done something to upset them!”
Rational self:”STOP!! The world does not revolve around you!”
“What do you mean?” Demands irrational self
Rational self:”Well, just because they haven’t called doesn’t mean they don’t want to. They may just be busy. And if they don’t want to call you it’s probably not because of anything you’ve done.”
Irrational self:”What would it be then?”
Rational self:”Well they could be tired, caught up with something else, working, problems with friends or family that you’re not in a position to help with etc.”
Irrational self:”What you mean like a death in the family?”
Rational self:”That’s a bit extreme but possible.”
Irrational self:”Well then I should call…”
Rational self:”You’ve already called, and not that long ago. You left a message, and you know how getting obsessive is never a good idea.”
Irrational self:”Text, e-mail?”
Rational self:”No! Just leave it a few days and see what happens.”
Irrational self:”But… I worry.”
Rational self:”You’re just going to have to keep that to yourself for now, until you know what’s actually going on.”
Irrational self:”I could…..”
Rational self:”No.”
Irrational self:”But…”
Rational self:”No!”
Irrational self:”Maybe just…”
Rational self:”NO!”
Irrational self:”FINE BE LIKE THAT!” Irrational self goes to the corner to sulk and mutter.
After a few hours irrational self will be back. This will continue ad infinitum….
If only I had more control over my brain.
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