So there I was last night cheerfully preparing my dinner anticipating a night of large scale death and destruction, bent down to grab some cheese out of the fridge as I went to straighten up my damned back decides that's the moment to "go". Now joyously I can't stand up straight and can barely walk...
It would be fair to say I am quit irritated today.
One of the main things I've been getting used to since moving into Southwood six months ago is the longer commute into the office. Time-wise its not a huge difference from the old place in Tilehurst, however distance wise its a fair chunk more, and due to the vagaries of road layout the other side of the M4, its a bit indirect as well.
So I finally get a new game to play on my PS3, picking have been slim so far Heavenly sword was OK but very short and there has been very little since. So I'm playing Ratchet and Clank which looks amazing really pixar movie in real time at some points, if my TV supported HiDef it would probably look even more amazing.
Arse.
I've done something moderately stupid. We've got a neat little machine to do some networking gubbins on our project. I recently ordered one. It comes without memory or hard disk, so I ordered those too.
This Saturday I did my first ever competitive off-road running race, a little event called HellRunner down at Longmoor Army Camp. For the un-initiated, trail running is a form of hardcore cross-country. Not only do you get the footpaths and small ditches, you also get steep climbs, water obstacles and other general things that more sane people will simply walk round.
I spent a lot of the weekend playing through Metroid Prime 3, the rest I spent failing to keep up to my target for NaNoWriMo.
As you may or may not know, I had the last week off work. I promised myself that I'd spend a few days bumming around and generally recharging my batteries, and then get to work on finishing off the games room (or second bedroom as probably everyone else would refer to it). After a few days of frenzied (well, moderate) activity the decorating part of it is done, much to my relief.
I may have been kidnapped by aliens because I thought today was Thursday.
Ouch. That was a kick in the wallet. To give them credit, they could have billed me for a couple more hours of trying to get it to pass emissions.