A little recognition
Cool. I made it onto Crab Apple Lane’s blog of the day list (At the bottom of the entry.)
Cool. I made it onto Crab Apple Lane’s blog of the day list (At the bottom of the entry.)
I recently found a CD I’d burned a load of stuff on before leaving my job at British Gas. It included my e-mail archives. Now, I could trawl through them and find blackmail material, or I could aim a little higher.
As the most important single day so far this century, September 11th 2001 is going to be studied and analysed for years to come. Included here are the messages I sent and received on that day. It all started so well, I was in Cardiff, the sun was out. I was days away from leaving a job that had caused me far more stress than I deserved and it was just possible that things were looking up.
I need a render farm. When DEx/ Mary Tales take off I may invest in a bare bones system for the simple purpose of rendering 3d images. In the meantime I’ve borrowed Daz’s new computer to process a Bryce file.
If only the cash machines I frequented were loaded with the wrong denomination of notes and paid out twice what was requested.
The Guardian has an extract from O: The Intimate History of the Orgasm.