Last night I dreamt of being broken. Of needing a lower back block for an operation. Of not being right again afterwards. Of being awake as they took my lower back apart. Of feeling them move, but nothing else. Of being aware of my toes and my head tingling. And then I was out. I couldn’t walk but I thought it was fine. I was living in my old bedsit. But I wasn’t...it was a big shared house, like that one, but not. I found mattresses and made a bed (after all, I had been told to rest and to keep my back clean). I felt my back but it was all wrong and broken. However I couldn’t feel it, so it was ok. It’s all wrong. I was hiding from someone, I think it was Dan but I don’t know. And I don’t know why. Mostly it was a very very strange dream. Very strange. Fixed some bits of FC. Put a “most recently updated pics” section on the front page. Changed the picture commenting bit so it works better too. Yarg. Fun. Work still going well. Got my own PC yesterday so have been frantically trying to make things work right whilst doing work for the client which is less than fun when everyone’s flat out and I don’t know yet how to do some things. Vaguely cool though as now I know even more about eclipse/tomcat integration. Will hopefully have everything building inside of eclipse soon so I won’t need the damn maven stuff, but that can wait until we’re less busy Watching Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Rings. Was accidentally listening to the soundtrack earlier and myself and moogwee fancied it for a laugh Uploaded a load of pics to my profile