Work was fine I guess. Trying to work on something but many interruptions. But at the end of the day I did stumble on an outstanding bug that’s been there for years, even fixed it, well left instructions to fix it I had to go to Pump. Walked Sasha, it didn’t rain for once. Did Pump as I said. Did more work, need to get out of that habit again but we do have a very important deadline coming up, so I’ll let it go for the moment. Sat down and cruised travel insurance, then bought some. Settled on our Ibiza hotel. Now when I book a hotel room, a part sea view will not do. Now here’s an odd thing, apart from really old family holidays probably almost thirty years ago now I’m not sure my sister and I have ever actually done anything together apart from Monday night Combat and a trip to Lucknam Park. I’m trying to think, but I really have no recollection of us ever doing anything together, as in just the two of us. Odd that, after forty-five years. So this will be the first time, and also probably the last. We are both accelerating towards death, so yes, I think she’ll like the room.

On a completely unrelated note, if you get the chance, watch, ‘Dawn French – 30 Million Minutes’. It’s a bit of a slow starter but has some golden moments. Especially the bit where she’s describing trying to get a piece of glass out of her mothers muff.

So spent all night awake and peeing rather a lot. So those were a lot of good, think I’ll just go back to the wine. Work was spent looking for a couple of rouge polygons, seven hours later and passed to the offending artist. Walked Sasha in the bloody drizzle again. Went for a run this evening. Then managed to bottle twenty-nine bottles of Pinot.

Started this morning a bit late but nothing major, spent far too much extra time on the Friday night anyway. Finished off some anti-aliasing stuff and got that checked in. I could make it a lot quicker but don’t have the time to spend on it. Walked Sasha, yet more rain. Walked to the gym, did the new Combat, not a great fan but they tend to grown on you. Walked home. Cleaned the kitchen. Caught up on Celeb BB. Now in the spare room again trying out some new pills. Guess I’ll be awake all night then.

Okay, that’s a lie. I’ve got as far as getting Jamie to sort the flight. I find all this organisational shit far too stressful. I walked the dog. So we have a flight for two to Ibiza on glorious Ryan Air. Thank god it’s only a couple of hours. Still working on hotels, I have a feeling which one we are going to end up at, and it’s going to be one hell of a blast. Mad an enquiry elsewhere and got the answer back ‘at least six months’. So all good on that front. Did do piss all else really except forget to eat lunch and clean a load of wine bottles. Happy days.

Had a nice sleep for once. Woke up and had breakfast. Then started doing due diligence on a certain company. Wow, there are some serious fucked off people. This is a major multi-national we are talking about. It seems there employees are stressed, worked too hard and leave very early in the cycle. The question really is, am I a cunt who is really only out for themselves? I’m not going to answer than here, but I’m afraid that I am a fan of the Darwinian process. It’s going to be a very interesting process. Apart from that I had a nice 10Km walk with Sasha. we did a bit of gay shopping, as in Jamie bought some jeans. I cooked this evening, first time I’ve done that in a long time, very good.

Started vaguely on time. After another night in the spare room. I get to sleep in the big bed tonight…woo. There’s the remotest possibility of something rather exciting happening, at the moment I rate it less than one percent. But we shall see. Work was oddly content. Even the management were nice to me, which is odd. Maybe word travels fast. There was snow on the ground this morning. Walked Sasha, it was bloody cold. Walked to the gym, did Pump. Did more work, which was naughty, but it was something I was quite enjoying playing with, so I’ll let it go this time.

Busy weekend. Want to get on with the bedroom. Jamie has some research to do as well as book my holiday with my sister as I really can’t be stressed with all that.

Started a bit late, but considering I spent most of the night turning over work ideas I’ll let myself off. Spent far too long in the evening anyway waiting for a phone call, which came ten minutes late. Very long distance, very long distance. We had a good chat, what about? Can’t disclose that, yet. Rest of the day was busy for sure. Walked Sasha in the pouring rain. Went for a run quite late tonight, god it was cold.

Another fun day mostly looking at data build and going into a nice full on chest-pain panic when I couldn’t get something to work, or more to the point it never worked well anyway and just got into a situation that looked bad. Still, I did then manage to produce something that worked a lot better. Walked to the gym. Spent the entire Pump class trying to resolve a depth search problem. Came home, looked at code, then spent until almost midnight overthinking it. I thought there was an issue, there never was.

Started on time after another night in the spare room, I must admit I do like the mattress in there. Jamie is off tomorrow so I guess it would be polite to sleep with him tonight. Although he has gone to the pub, if he has more than one cider he’ll be ill. I went for a ten mile run and ate salad. Spent most of the day building bloody data again. Trying to get a couple of alterations to a GUI seems to take forever.

We decided that we wouldn’t actually mind relocating anywhere, providing it was ‘nice’. So nowhere in the UK then.

Spent most of the work day waiting for data to build and by the end of it I’m not sure it’s all working. Got an email back from Amazon lady, have a call planned later in the week. Walked Sasha in light and annoying drizzle. Walked to the gym, did Combat. Spoke to my sister afterwards about our impending Ibiza trip. When talking about clubs I said, ‘It depends how much EDM you can handle’, to which I got the reply, ‘I don’t take anything like that’. I was somewhat amused and had to explain what EDM was, I have the feeling ‘trance’ and ‘progressive’ will come across with the same bemused expression. I need to do some more research, I’ve never found anything quite so imbalanced as reviews of anything remotely balearic. I think we’ll end up somewhere to the side of the main town. One thing there does seem to be an abundance of though is fantastic restaurants, so I’m sure we’ll look like a fucking sea-bass by the end of the week.