Month: January 2002

I now have a recent referrers list down at the bottom of the navbar so you can see how people find their way here. Cool, huh? Courtesy of this man.

Pet hates – going to take a swig from a mug of coffee, only to discover that you’ve already drained it. guh. Now I need to get another mug.

Not much to say so far today. But lots of work to do. So please excuse the quiet.

Yay! I’ve won £10 on the national lottery! Of course, I must have bought about £100 worth of tickets to get that, but hey-ho.

Just been to see Sweet Smell of Success, a film originally released in 1957, starring Tony Curtis and Burt Lancaster. For its time, this was a very dark movie, featuring violence, corruption, sex and drugs (though never explicitly – apart from one good and short fist fight between the two main characters) – and very compelling it was too.
The only irritation were the two people sitting three rows behind me who would not stop talking. Irritating teenagers? Know-it-all brats? Nope – worse than that. A pair of silver haired pensioner ladies. I was very close to telling them to shut…the…fuck…up at one point.

I did wonder if I’d get another rash of passport photo submissions if someone was ever brave enough to submit something new, and sure enough…
Added this evening: Vicky. And Nico has promised one too.

TPL: 31 points this week. My running total (after revisions for a couple of earlier miscalculations) is 587.

After a long gap, I’ve had a new submission for the passport photo page – Louise. Brave enough to add yours?

There’s nothing like a client meeting at 9.15am on a frosty morning to wake you up. But I doubt that I’ll be able to maintain the awake status all day though. Still, cinematic treat for tonight after work, which is a Good Thing.

College wouldn’t be half so much fun if we didn’t all sit around during the break talking about our love lives. During the course, we’ve had a couple of engagements, a couple of weddings, a couple of cohabitations, a pregnancy, some new loves, some broken hearts and everything in between. I always seem to be a focus for discussion, although I’m not sure if that is because of sympathy, empathy or comedy (or maybe because I am now the only person on the course who is not attached). Either way, it’s good fun.