I wrote a really big journal entry yesterday and my T3 crashed and ate it. Gah. Out last night to see Ronnie (Denton243) who failed to turn up. Oh, the comedy. Instead bumped into SpiritusMundiSpit and William in Retro. A few beers later and I’m off home to do stuff for Rochelle and No2Id. Then Ollie texted me with a nefarious plot to surprise Adam, and we ended up doing karaoke until 2am. Rah! There were about 15 people in the Swan, so we all got to sing lots. I did “Running up that Hill” badly, “Irish Blood, English Heart”, and U2’s “One”. Bleh. Work is dull at the moment. Documentation and bugs. About it really. Will write more when I’m feeling less like death