Well, I was given my marching orders today. For some political reasons, the IT department is no longer doing development. As I was being kept on waiting for the projects I had lined up to be green lit for development, I guess I was an obvious cut. Oh well. Tomorrow sees a lot of phoning round the agencies.
I have been forced to work when really my whole itinerary revolved around lazing about is not appropriate behaviour. Le sigh! Le Gasp! Le Horror!
Oh well. England finally when something fottball related conviincely last night and apparently the americans had a good day on the battlefield. I wonder if England and the USA are visiting the same astrologist? Things that make you go hmmm……
New Zealand fishermen trawled up a colossal squid. This is not a giant squid mind, there are differences between them in body size and limb length. There’s a lot of wierd shit in our seas, and we still don’t know about all of it.
It reads like the premise to an Ealing comedy- the British Police’s wildlife division is shifting its focus to the illegal digging up of rare and protected flowers.
Police suspect a gang caught in November was hired by a criminal with a record of masterminding bulb thefts. He is thought also to have hired three men arrested with 18 crates of snowdrop bulbs in 1999.
Every so often you accidentally find yourself somewhere you would normally avoid, such as Femail, the Laydeez section of right wing prejudice rag the Daily Mail, and once you’re there you find yourself drawn in-
A guide to ‘street slang’ for middle class housewives.
Britain’s unlikely male sex symbols. Robbie Coltrane I can understand, and Paxman as well, but Titchmarsh?
Britney’s and Julia’s relationship doings.
And the place I’ll be spending the rest of the day- the Sex & Relationships page.
It turned out that I didn’t have to go looking for the local elections- they found me. I got home to find polling cards and information for the May 1st local elections. For the previous tenants, admittedly, but at least I now know when they are. Tomorrow I shall see if I can register in time.
Okay, those PopCap games are more-ish and I can lose half an hour at a time to ‘just one more go’, but at least they’re not as addictive as online roleplaying. Characters who get caught up in virtual worlds whilst their health deteriorates? We really are living in the future.