24/06/2004 3:31:58 pm

I haven't updated anything, I just needed to fix a bug with it

09/06/2004 4:37:18 pm

Got in at 9:30 as usual with Chris and wondering to myself what time Jon decided to get out of bed today. Meet Tim on our balcony above the research team with the normal over the top welcome of “Tim, Tim Woo” then proceed in taking the mick out of him for being a Database Programmer and them not being real programmers, This could very well last all day he seems to have bitten!!! :-).
Head upstairs to see Screechy, the only reason for this is to nick his paper. Seems to be a piece in it today on how to pick up women, I’ll have to read this later. As I’m heading out the door I see extremely cute blonde girl from other office, looks at me like I’ve got an upset stomach and didn’t reach the toilet on time, I might have to read that article straight away.
Get back to my office, Richard is moaning about his back pain(poor mans getting old), Derek’s saying something about Rangers being great (I laugh and point out that Celtic are SPL Champions), Ian’s just pulling up his Trousers and Keir seems to have a very red face (What’s been going on while I’ve been out of the room??).
Make myself a cup of tea while talking to Chris about which one of the 3 women he’s seeing tonight and tell him he’s going to get caught, and Neil about which Sandwiches his mums made him today, I remind him he better eat them or he’ll have to ring her to apologise for not eating them!!! (didn’t get quote of the day yet, but the office manager will never let us down)
Next minute Troy fly’s in the door shouting and screaming “DAMN TRAINS, $%&*£$% DAMN TRAINS” anger management problem according to Big David.
Sit down and start work (to the soundtrack of Whiskeytowns - Strangers Almanac and The Saw Doctors - Live In Galway)
Formula
Formula
Text
Meeting
Formula
Meeting about formula
Lunch
Make my normal lunch of beans on toast, my quest for 0% body fat, and eat while reading the paper, found out why I’m failing with cute blonde, new techniques now noted and stored for when I go upstairs again.
Then turn on the telly for Neighbours, it’s all hotting up in Ramsey Street Karl’s left Susan, Karl’s Chasing Izzie, Toadies gone missing after being abducted by a mafia man. Who needs Big Brother when you have this! All the lads are back from football, no way I was playing when Neighbours is this good. Lots of boasting about greatness and denials of rubbish ness, Neil claims to have passed the ball more than anybody else in the history of the game (Quote of the day contender), anybody that’s seen Neil play football knows this statement is reminiscent of the Iraqi Information Minister. Then back to work (Fancy some Johnny Cash and Snow Patrol this afternoon).
More Formulas and text stuff but I’m enjoying the music.
Need the gym tonight so I’m going home at 6, sent myself some work home so if I’m in the mood later I might get onto that.