Oops. Broke freakcity a little this morning. Bad me. Fixed (I think) the random logging out issue on the beta though. I don’t quite understand (or so it would seem) how cookie handling works in IIS...heh. Bought some headphones+mic yesterday for use with PC when Danny’s too drunk to type. Which is pretty frequently. =P Well...that and it’s fun chatting on skype hehe. Added true unicode support to the Freakcity beta — it’ll now support all kinds of text, including Hebrew, Russian, Kanji, and Chav. So no more extraaneous random characters appearing in posts an stuff. Which is rather good ?? <== Serenity (well, tranquil/tranquility...) Played with the format of blogs a teensy bit too. so I pumped up my tyres a bit and headed to work, plenty of time, won’t be late as that’d look bad and there’s an audit going on. What happens? I get to Burdett Road and I hear a strange noise from my back tyre. Like I’d regressed about 10 years and found some spokey dokeys.
My bike is CRYIN I gets off and what does I see? Gah. One of my spokes has ripped itself through the wheel rim and is flapping aimlessly about like a pointless cock. So...it’s a case of phone work, walk bike back home, get tube in. Only I don’t have enough credit on my Oyster for a tube and I can’t be arsed buying paper tickets so I get the bus. Time in work, 10:45am. Yay. Apparently there’s a company somewhere called “Sick Puppy Casting” who, in their amazing wisdom, appear to have decided that they’re [email protected] — they’re not, it’s me. And so for the last two days, I’ve been getting actors’ resumes posted to my gmail account. It’s all very entertaining. I have 8 resumes so far, I’m considering opening a talent agency. So someone has paid for an advert and put the wrong email address in. Class.