In which Jack has a long day but is cheered up by his friends

Gah. That was a long day. Starting with much bug fixing (which is *good* but jolts me out of what I meant to be doing every 30 seconds) half a dozen minor problems and road annoyances I won't bore you with the details of reared up, collectively eating most of my evening. Fortunately I'm pretty happy at the moment so what might under some circumstances have left me feeling a bit run down was just a temporary blip.

I finally got to the round for the last dance, and then dropped in to the carlton on my way back to ask a couple of people a couple of things, and seeing nice friends cheered me up.

Unfortunately, my brain then decided it would be a good idea to get the administrative faff falledout from it out of the way now so I don't have to do it tomorrow, and it's 2 am :(

In good news, we have a viezla announcement (Sat 24th june, as some of you have heard me say).

Veizla

Contributing to the faff was the Veizla announcement. The good news is it's sent. (As some of you have heard it was almost certainly going to be, it's confirmed for Sat 24th June.)

I am annoyed to find that my first two email clients cannot interpret what of "name+suffix@domain.com[1]" is an email address, linkifying various or no subsets of it. (None tried suggesting the TLD "com[1]" at least :)) Though squirrelmail did fine, so maybe most recipients won't have a problem.

The challenge was quite fun to think of:( Cut for Vikings, poetry and length )

That nearly qualifies as relevent for poemtranslators but probably not quite :) Very Tolkienesque, though.

ETA: Oh, cusfs croquet 14th of May. That'll be a croquetriffic weekend, then! CUSFS didn't send a termcard, did they?

[1] That was not an actual footnote, it is quoted. Nothing to see here. Stop reading, why does everyone always get more interested the more you disclaim something? Look behind you, dancing bears!

Buggeger bugger bugger

My body is working great at getting me up at nine when I go to bed at three. Why can't it do that when I go to bed at twelve?

Early mon fri meme

Me: It works! It works! Mwaahahah! On thursday, successful simulation of the first hardware block, exp-golomb encoding for h264, in 2016 the world!
Brain: It's friday.
Me: Doh!
Pinky: There, there. It never works out.

I started off early, and felt good, and thought I'd seize the chance to do some admin I'd wanted to for a time, mainly connecting to the wireless network. Two hours on, I was behind where I'd been if I'd procrastinated before coming into work and then not tried to get anything extra done. That "Agh, falling behind because I'm stupid" feeling is very annoying. But then, writing the next half of the test for the code I wrote two weeks ago, worked first time and didn't find any bugs, so took all of 10 minutes, and not I'm back on track and feeling happy and like drinking sunshine. I've got two one less than a minute to spod this, and then I'm meeting a friend few of you know in the Trinity Centre.

Go go wireless network attack!

Hah, finally I'm lying outside in the fresh air and sun working. Except I'm not, I'm telling you all about it. But there's no other distractions so once I turn the browser off again I'll probably get more done than I did all morning :)