I’m not fucking Pickfords

So the pills worked okay I guess. I fell asleep fairly quickly, woke up at about 5AM. Went to sleep again. Can’t say I awoke feeling fresh or anything. Started work, ended up tracing that rather odd bug. Turned out to be caused by a floating point error on a divide, going into an arccos and giving a qnan. Weather was awful again. Then had to knock up a test app for a video card manufacturer to demonstrate a bug in the driver. Finally finished off with some lighting stuff. Drove to the gym, did Pump. did a bit more work. Now on to touching up more of the painting. Got an email from mother. She’s apparently been offered a ‘free’ 3 piece and 2 piece suite. Lovely, the only issue is getting it to her place and getting rid of the old one. Now I’m sure the donators intentions are very honourable, but isn’t it handy when your new couch arrives you can just get rid of the old one on demand? Sorry, call me cynical, but having to hire a van, lump the whole lot around, plus then getting rid of her old one (no charity is going to want it) is just a total pain in the ass, and will cost more than ‘free’. Count me out.

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  1. That’s up to her Tim. But she struggles as her sofa is too low and she can’t get up once she’s sat down. She will pay for the van hire if needed. We will try and get it in our car but will need help to lift it down the steps etc.. You’ve been body building so have the muscles required to help us. It won’t hurt you to do something for her once in a while will it?

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