Went out last night (on a school night! Nawty me!) for a drink with William and Danny (who has an absolutely stunning coldsaw ) Had a Burgerking, drank far too much and smoked, which was nawty, but hey, they were lights *cackle*. Sat outside CXR amongst the homeless people and gays talking politics and religion interspersed with “Danny, get a JOB” for far too long. Not seen William in a few months, he’s looking good...still has all these silly Tory ideas, but hey, I doubt I’ll ever beat that out of him. He is determined that I should be earning more and looking after number one (like hello? What do you think working for a living for myself is?). Explained about the G*meche thing - William was under the impression that I’d got him to get a domain name, which is why he was mean to me. Wonder which fount of information THAT came from. Giggled at the news about the Soham copper, who after being let off because not all the evidence against him was in order, managed to get arrested yesterday for perverting the course of justice. All sounds a little preposterous to me, really Danny and I outlived William, who staggered off at some point close to midnight - we then drunkenly decided to go back to the flat to drink more (free) vodka and chat, but Danny remembered he’d turned off one of his servers and so wouldn’t be able to SSH into it. Waited for EVER for a bus. James gave me no sympathy at all, dammit. So eventually crawled into bed at 2ish, after swigging a pint of water. Got up bright and breezy (yeah right) at the usual 6:40 - managed to make it to the station in time to miss my train, the next train was then 20 mins late and I ended up arriving in the office at close to 10. Bah. Ah well, I’ve not got much to do until Da Boss comes out of his meeting and tells us if we’re working elsewhere next week. Could be interesting Why do Americans in airports a) clutter up walkways, b) have an inability to use something as simple as a cash machine and c) ignore anyone who isn’t American, even when I’m talking RIGHT AT THEM