+Friday+ I popped out for a drink, waved at mage and Ray, Freddie popped out to say hai as well and we were joined later on by bittersweet, hotoli, lovecoffee and liam. Somehow ended up in the Swan, which was dire as ever. Had munchies, cabbed home via the dodgy offy and a shitload of onion rings. Fun night for all. Liam legged it Saturday morning to go meet his mum for lunch and I set about cycling to Camden to buy some new boots. I went via Canary Wharf Waitrose and a new wallclock for the livingroom. Heading through Hackney I made a stop off en route at Broadway Market. Slowly walked through all the foods feeling pretty damn hungry and so queued for a bit at a hog spitroast. Foccacia stuffed with freshly cooked piggy. Was even nicer than the pig buns we used to get in Norwich all those years ago. Terrifying... I took a wrong turn somewhere near Angel (predictably) as I came off the towpath and onto the roads. There’s a large (as in fricken large, as in nearly a kilometre) tunnel under Angel, which the canal goes along. Unfortunately there’s no towpath though, so no pedestrians or cycles. And the signs are utter rubbish, whoever erected them should be made to try and follow them. Not that I minded, was a nice day for a drive. Came back via Liverpool St, some foods at random places, The fun of playing with my bike won’t ever be over I don’t think. Came back along the weird back roads, was looking for a market but failed to find it. What I did find, however was a plimsoll shop that also did other shoes, so having failed to achieve Camden I popped my arse through the door to have them practically drool all over my army boots and tell me off for having looked after them so badly (I refrained from explaining “it’s a look” and simply nodded and smiled). They showed me some cheapy ones that they said would do me for a bit but that were nowhere near as good as what I had. And then explained that what I had were very rare and I’d probably have trouble finding any and if I did they’d be very expensive. I also refrained from telling them I bought them last year for £20 from Camden. So, having been thoroughly weirded out by them I decided to get lost a bit round East London. Which isn’t very easy as I know most of it, but I *did* get to go past a boxing club (mmmm boxers) and Whitechapel Sports Centre. Not on purpose, mind... Thought I’d have a peer in Blockbuster at any blu-ray stuff they had only to discover they had a “pre used” PS3 game section. Marvellous! So, having spent £70 on a copy of Transformers and a second sixaxis controller, I departed to be faced with a sign for a pointless tat shop where most things were a tenner. Result! Popped in and bought a huge expensive and rather lovely coat for £10... Headed home and played flOw with TJ, (there’s a really cute two player mode) dismantled servers and generally set about making a mess of things. My new router was plugged in, hacking commensed, it’s running BusyBox and therefore understands iptables, meaning I can simply slip it into debug mode and run the old firewall. Downside is that something somewhere is preventing the DNS server from seeing the outside world, so I’ve had to move freakcity’s NS somewhat. Sunday I was up fairly early setting up more bits of network. Putting novak into newnovak resulted in a random “unable to find ’/dev/root’” error without it booting at all, so I’ll be fiddling with that a little. going to try it again tomorrow night I think. Dragged TJ out of bed and headed off to Richer Sounds to buy a Yamaha RXV361 and a set of "Yamaha NSP110":<www.richersounds.co.uk/showproduct.php?cda=showproduct&pid=YAMA-NSP110>s — needless to say, kinda pricey, kinda skint now but damn they sound good... Now I have an