Isn't technology brilliant?

No. No it isn't.

On Friday I'm off on a quest. I may have mentioned it before (cough) to visit the land of the Misty, & steal her away to exciting places full of fun.

I then thought, I could do a Psuedonymph and blog as I go. True, not as exciting a trip, but well, I don't do excitement.

Snag #1 is I don't have a Jesus phone. I'm lucky my rather olde LG manages to make voice calls actually. The interweb browsing on it is a bit pants to say the least. But fear not! You can email your posts to blogger, and it will do magic things and your post will appear!

Which leads to snag #2: The emails a bit rubbish on it too. But I can run movamail to get round that, yay! Except it doesn't publish the attached photos like it should... Well, more like attach a photo and it does nuffin.

But you can't keep a geek down, and I have a work around for it. Movamail > flickr, and flickr will then automagically give blogger a kick up the bum and post the pic for me.

Well, it may all work. I may even be having too much fun to do it all....

I'm very tired now, but I feel I must also share something with you... this:


Not sure exactly why I love this, but it is brilliant to N decimal places. Yes it is. YES!

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Runaway Train

That's time, that is. Starts out slow and safe, and then hurtles you to your doom.

I will explain.

~Wavy lines back to 16th February~
I suggest to the duck obsessed one that perhaps it would be fun for all to meet up and go do something. Teh Misty likes this idea. Time at this point is in treacle mode, as there be a clash between my obsessive need to plan everything, and Misty's desire to sort it out sometime.

But we worked it out to everyone's satisfaction, and all I have to do is wait. Time continues to stagnate. The days crawl on, but it still feels like years away.

Until today. Now some git has engaged the warp drive, and it's all getting very scary very fast. I don't have enough time. Two weeks left, and I've got to get my car repaired & MOT'd. I need to see a man about some rather expensive machinery I want to buy. The day job is backing up with fools who don't know what they want, but buy it anyway as they can make it my problem to sort out. I also need to plan how I'm going to shut down the job and dare to take time off.

I'm sure it will all work out fine, but in the mean time it would be fair to say I'm not actually enjoying it that much. Still, if at the end Misty tells me she's had a nice time (and isn't lying out of politeness) it will have been worth it.

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