Brain gone dead
Jun. 3rd, 2003 03:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
andrewduckerOne of those days. My brain feels numb, I thought I went to bed early enough last night, but I seem to be mistaken.
Trying to find something to distract myself as I slave away at a spec that (two weeks on) finally seems to be becoming coherent. Nothing seems to be sticking though, as I skip-read over huge amounts of internet information flow that just doesn't mean anything to me.
Erin's at home with the flu, pretending to work while she posts pictures of her butt online. She doesn't sound terribly well, but I'm hoping that she'll be back on her feet tomorrow. She's probably not looking after herself very well, but I'm in position to do anything at all about it.
Lunch with Stephen, Siobhan and Connor in the park. Connor being the sproglet of the first two. He's pretty cute and has bright blue eyes. Very friendly, very playful, pretty quiet (except when he spotted his dad's diet coke). Si was quick to reassure me that he doesn't normally get diet coke, but Stephen is completely incapable of not spoiling him.
My dad asked me yesterday what I want from my birthday (in August). I realised I had no idea - I'd like a new graphics card and a new motherboard and a new processor (about £300 for all three, I think), but not until Christmas, when Doom3 comes out - there's no point before then, as I'm not really playing computer games. I'd kinda like a GameCube - but ditto. A flatscreen would be nice, but I don't really need one.
I seem stuck at the point where I don't really need anything and have no idea what I want because I don't seem to have the time to want things. I think what I really want is time.
Oh well, over to you:
[Poll #141328]
Trying to find something to distract myself as I slave away at a spec that (two weeks on) finally seems to be becoming coherent. Nothing seems to be sticking though, as I skip-read over huge amounts of internet information flow that just doesn't mean anything to me.
Erin's at home with the flu, pretending to work while she posts pictures of her butt online. She doesn't sound terribly well, but I'm hoping that she'll be back on her feet tomorrow. She's probably not looking after herself very well, but I'm in position to do anything at all about it.
Lunch with Stephen, Siobhan and Connor in the park. Connor being the sproglet of the first two. He's pretty cute and has bright blue eyes. Very friendly, very playful, pretty quiet (except when he spotted his dad's diet coke). Si was quick to reassure me that he doesn't normally get diet coke, but Stephen is completely incapable of not spoiling him.
My dad asked me yesterday what I want from my birthday (in August). I realised I had no idea - I'd like a new graphics card and a new motherboard and a new processor (about £300 for all three, I think), but not until Christmas, when Doom3 comes out - there's no point before then, as I'm not really playing computer games. I'd kinda like a GameCube - but ditto. A flatscreen would be nice, but I don't really need one.
I seem stuck at the point where I don't really need anything and have no idea what I want because I don't seem to have the time to want things. I think what I really want is time.
Oh well, over to you:
[Poll #141328]
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Date: 2003-06-03 07:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-06-03 08:06 am (UTC)Personally I'd post it with a lj-cut to wanr people and leave it at that.
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Date: 2003-06-03 08:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-06-03 09:11 am (UTC)Thank goodness it's the end of the day and I can go home!
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Date: 2003-06-03 12:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-06-03 12:12 pm (UTC)Having them transplanted to you would be the act of a bad father...
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Date: 2003-06-03 02:01 pm (UTC)