sunshine, shirts and Avril Lavigne

It's uncommonly sunny at the moment. It's almost like I've managed to teleport my entire flat to the south of France. If I squint a bit, and ignore the more sensible parts of my brain, I can pretend that Winter Hill is in fact a rounded, Tuscan hilltop. Bonzer. If it wasn't for the fact that my webcam drivers suck, I'd attempt to take a pic of the view to the back of my flat. It's really nice.

In other news, today I managed to fit into a shirt that's been too small for over a year. I'd held off on throwing it out "just in case", and now I'm glad I did. It's crimson (I mean in the technical sense, I don't just mean a flash word for red) and it's cut in a very flattering manner, provided you're thin enough to wear it, otherwise you just make the buttons bulge in a very unflattering manner.

To complete this fabulosity, I'm currently blasting out "Sk8er Boi" at ridiculous volume. I like it. It's happy. I'm happy. All is well.

Oh, and finally, occultica.co.uk is now up and running, but there's nothing on it yet. It's pointed at my own machine at the moment, because a) I'm a skinflint and b) the people I got the domain off don't do dns redirects (I know, what the fuck is that about?) so I wanted to make sure I didn't fuck up on the webspace too. I'm loath to put apache on, because I've already got a nice dinky webserver running. It's called abyss and it's tiny and rather nifty IMO. I just need to find a way of getting it to deal nicely with something like php. Failing that, I suppose I could always sort something out with perl.