Gah I hate testing.

Another Weekend Over, Now Back To Work

Having returned from Newbury after the most god-awful drive I have had to endure in a long time (shit weather, and every arsehole in the UK managed to get between me and Aberystwyth somehow) I am now haing to immediately launch into writing the testing for my dissertation, which I had up until now failed to do. So... No sleep for me. Today is the first hand-in day and I'd like to hand it in today if at all possible. I don't want to leave it until the last 30 seconds of Tuesday's hand-in or anything daft like that. I wanted to have it bound and ready to hand in by Friday but that didn't happen due to various other huge issues in my life at the moment.

Oh excellent, a fucking huge bug. Just great...

Helicopter

As pointed out by Liz and Sp0d, it was a sea rescue helicopter. An old aged pensioner disappeared off constitution hill and was found dead at the bottom of the cliffs this morning. He was rushed to Bronglais but was pronounced dead when he got there.

Now, to Newbury with me.

Helipcopter

There seems to be a helicopter flying around Aberystwyth. I've no idea why, but I wish it would fuck off, it's been at it for ages...

Post Alcohol

I partook of a few bevereages last night after deciding "oh fuck it all". No, I couldn't really afford it, but then I can't really afford anything so what difference does it make? It's probably just a post-alacohol low, but I feel so shit this morning. I feel like shit. No, worse than that. I feel like the shit that the shit trod in on its way to work.

In other less depressing news, I have switched back to the main Mozilla client as Firefox is seriously doing my head in now. I'm not saying Mozilla is perfect, but at least it doesn't randomly close while opening pages, and at least it can print without crashing. Firefox had a fair screening, now it's time to go back to the old faithful.

I'm going to get some tea and some squash and see if I can cheer up a bit.

What a wanker

I just went to the amenities block to report that the heating doesn't appear to be on in the flat and the bloke at the desk had a right go at me. He was near enough shouting saying "what do you want me to do? The heating's off at this time of night". I explained I was just reporting it and yet he carried on. "If it's been off all night why'd you only just come in?" Every time I started explaining that I just wanted to report the problem he'd interrupt me to shout about how the heating is off at this time of night and how he couldn't do anything about it. Odd then that every single other time it's gone off the woman who is usually at the desk has been able to write it down in a book and the problem has been resolved the next day.

In the end I just walked out. He followed me out of the door and even then he carried on yelling. Unbelievable. Someone else can go up there and get it sorted tomorrow, there's no way in hell I'm going back.

Dissertation

I have about 17700 words now, and there's still more to write. I'm now starting to worry whether I'll be able to get it all within the maximum word limit. After a solid evening of writing without a single break I now have one splitting headache. I'm looking forward to a nice relaxing weekend, hopefully with some beer involved.

Foot

It hurts. Lots. I thought I'd already blogged this, but I hadn't. Weird. It's absolutely killing me. Funny thing is that it's not consistent in what causes pain. Sometimes putting weight on it hurts, sometimes it doesn't. Sometimes wearing shoes makes it hurt, sometimes it doesn't...

Catch-up Blog

I've not blogged much recently, so here's a catch-up blog to bring you all up to speed with regard to the cut and thrust of my action packed life:

Monday: Busy

Tuesday: Busy

Wednesday: Busy

I got my wish

Yesterday was incredibly sunny, so I decided "to hell with the dissertation, I'm going out for a walk". I wandered into the woods next to PJM as I've never really explored them and found myself somewhere I've never seen before. There was a lovely little stream babbling down the hill with a thich canopy of trees. I wandered around here a while absolutely enthralled and then decided to go home and get my camera. I went back down and took some pictures and marvelled at how quiet it was down there - I didn't see another soul the whole time.

After I'd taken the pictures I carried on down towards the bottom of the hill where I passed through a gate. Looking at the gate I soon discovered why I hadn't seen a soul: It was private property. Ah well, I'd spent half the morning there already, so I wandered back up the hill through it anyway.

Once I'd got back up to the house I got in the car and went to Ynyslas with a friend. I parked the car up and we wandered down the beach, chatting. We got all the way down the beach and suddenly realised just how long Ynyslas is. By the time we got back we were both shattered. With spending all of my time in front of a computer these days I have no leg muscles left so it was quite a hard walk.

Once I got back to the house again I was completely shattered. At around 8pm I lay down on the bed, and woke up again this morning at 6am. Splendid! A sensible amount of sleep for the first time since I can remember.

Must ... Sleep ... More

I really wish my body would let me sleep for more than 6 hours at a time. I went to bed at 11:30 last night (I finally fixed my sleep patterns!) and was up at 5:50 after thrashing around for ages trying to get back to sleep. What's really irritating is I keep waking up with the kind of headaches I normally get when I've overslept!

Jesus Titty Fucking Christ

Only one week before I have to have finished my dissertation.

In other news, it's April the first. Martians are invading, you say? 2 headed man discovered in Mongolia? Money found to grow in Acorns? Fat-reducing chocolate? Clear-thought inducing Marijuana? Labour to put money back into the economy?

...Yeah, I believe you. Sure buddy. Whatever you say.