I had a lovely lil Journal entry all mapped out, scribbled lovingly in Grafiti for you and then lo! Veronica Mars ate my PDA and I had to wipe it all. So...gist of things was this: After last night’s MegaBlog™ I decided to write a small one this morning, as I was going to watch Veronica Mars on the way in. I have this ickle thing that reencodes mpeg-4 video, see, so it’ll fit on my SD card and I can watch it on the bus... Yesterday. Worked. Chatted to Chris. Stayed until 7pm. Was a bit strange. We’d been having trouble with the lifts all day. Can’t be annoyed with someone when in the background you keep hearing people getting stuck in the lift next to your desk. *types deep meaningful stuff* *interrupted by “beep beep beep” and then “Hey! Help!”. This carried on every five-ten minutes from 6 until 7. The fun. Went home. Got off at Aldgate because I needed to think and walked the rest of the way home. It was a nice night and I didn’t get stabbed. Which is kinda unusual for this time of year in East London. Got in at 9 and wrote solidly from 9-11:30. Well, with interruptions from me going “ohfuck” at the gas bill and Mother phoning. I’m seeing her and Andy tomorrow, we’re gonna traipse round London and do lunch and look at pretty pretty things in Covent Garden. Oli phoned at some point in the week. I had no idea who it was as his voice has broken now, so was stumped for a few sentences. Eventually I worked it out, everyone has unique speech patterns. He’d been moving hard drives around in his PC and it’d broken. Gave him three beeps on startup (if I remember the BIOS manufacturer correctly, that’s unseated CPU and/or RAM). Told him what to do to check the drive was in the correct master/slave mode (steady sunin ) but to no avail. His mum and my mum are both like “Oh my god, it’s like having a little Scott again” and I’m just so proud of him I knew showing him the inside of a PC at 13 was a good idea! So hopefully mum’s going to drop his PC round when she visits and I’ll see if I can fix it. My godson the PC engineer. Awwh! Encoded Veronica Mars and loaded up my Palm all excited like. But it died. MMPlayer is teh gay. when I restarted it it’d eaten my memory and the poor ickle thing needed a complete wipe (byebye bloggy). Kept my Serenity tshirt for the weekend. You know, I think cinderella may very well go to the ball without the prince... Bed at 11:30. Slept properly for the first time in weeks. Good god writing is good for you.