Spent the morning at Ikea shopping for furniture for the new flat (T-7 days). I got the strangest looks from everyone at work when I told them I was going shopping at Ikea. 7 days before leaving, I discover I have a reputation around my office as a strange and frightening man, who is apparently far to odd to do normal things like buy furniture. Perhaps it’s good that I’m getting out of there.
Only 4 entries before I felt the need to kvetch about work. In the middle of a huge site re-designed supplied by our national team, which will make the site bastard hard to maintain. We’re already about a week behind deadline, and it will probably launch some time today, but it’s not going to be ready for another month or so. Mercifully, I change job in a little over a week.
Spiders. Goats. Spider-goats.
“It’s not every day you see your dead wife on the tube.” Frightening Curves. Read it at once.
They’re always a bit tricky, aren’t they? I mean, is there an established ettiquette for starting these things off? What d’you say? Hi. This is my blog, hope you like it? I suppose it would do as a start. So, hi. I’m Alasdair. I think you should go here today.