…was a slogan I saw on the side of a van earlier this week. I didn’t take their number.
Middonaitomesu again last night, after a miserable day sat at home waiting for the weather to be less grim before going out in it. Still, at least I kicked off one of the projects thats been hanging around in my head. Not that it will come to anything, since I’ll end up spending too much time working and forget where I got to with it. Its always the way. One day I will finish one of these projects.
This one is a protocol visualisation tool, to allow visual debugging of protocol logic. Once it is done I have another project which will use it, to create a personal web, some means of attaching comments to sites and being able to index those automatically – I never really got the hang of using bookmarks in an ordered way, so rather than fix my head, I’m going to make a programatic solution instead.
Midnight Mess was more of the same – the music, the people, the place, etc. There were a few notable events – Deathboy went down extremely well with the audience, I fell off the stage (which was arranged as a seating area) bruising my back, I met a confused looking German.
Today, I go for a walk in the park, buy some food and try to recover – these late nights aren’t good for me.
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