Monday. Blech!

I'm grumpy. Mondays suck. They especially suck when you can't get stuff which worked perfectly on Friday to work at all now. :(

I ordered one of the £99 multigyms. That should be coming very soon. I'm rather looking forward to it.

I'm selling my old printer on ebay. If anyone fancies an LJ4 and can get up to Wigan, let me know and I'll give you the auction details. I can't be arsed looking it up now. My brother's printer seems to have recovered from its bout of streaky printing and is now doing a grand job.

I'm still slogging through this 2nd assignment. Something tells me I'm not cut out to be a non-fiction writer. There's not enough imagination in it, and you need to be able to write about stuff you couldn't care less about (if you're a bloke). Having said that, I did find a couple of things I could write about last weekend, so maybe I'll do ok, once I can get this sodding full-length article written. I think magazines are more of a woman thing. Blokes tend to read magazines with extremely limited focus; like computer magazines, or motorbike magazines or what have you. Women will read any old crap, and they'll read it compulsively. The only exceptions are things like FHM and Loaded, which, as far as I'm concerned, are for the lager lout, boy-racer crowd and don't appeal to me in the slightest.

Oh, for the sake of a /

I've just discovered a glaring error in the ebay listing for my printer. The entire thing is underlined because I typed <u> instead of </u>. *sigh*.

In my defence I was fairly drunk when I wrote it.

Subversion, candles & cleaning

I've cleaned the flat. It took slightly less than an hour and a half, but the result is a vast improvement. I don't have dust anymore. This is good. I've embarked on a new regime. I've allocated days for doing stuff. Monday and Thursday are my hoovering days. I reckon that should be enough to keep on top of it.

I'm currently surfing the web by the last of the sunlight, accompanied by the array of candles on my mantlepiece. I like candles. I love the flicker and bob of the flame. It's mesmerising. I may go get some of the hundred and odd tealights that I own and arrange them artfully around the living room for a laugh. I think that would look rather nice. In an act of sheer pretention, I think I'd rather like to crack open a really old book and sit in my armchair and read it by candlelight. I've been using my gp32 for that purpose recently. It's great as an ebook reader. I just wish it had a backlight. It's a pain to see the screen when you've only got a bedside lamp for illumination.

As the last of my obligatory three paragraphs of ramble, I'd just like to point out that Subversion is superb and anyone looking for a decent cvs clone should give it a try. The only problem I can envisage is that my cow-orkers won't be able to use it and will complain endlessly about having to commit their changes before I'll accept them as properly updated. Tough. In the absence of anyone more qualified in this regard, I'm going to administer this system with an iron fist, and woe betide anyone who fucks with it :)