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Updated JavaIRC section with the LSpace channel, now I have…

Updated JavaIRC section with the LSpace channel, now I have permission to do so, Put it on the sidebar, and updateded “This week I have been mostly…”

Tomorrow I head out into the wild blue yonder to see the Recruiting Officer, the play from which I performed a duologue for my A-Level Theatre Studies (The only exam for TS I passed was performing 🙂

The person I performed it with, Barry, who I have mentioned before would be coming, except he doublebooked, which is a shame. But we both already know the play anyway 🙂

“What? Arms across? Worthy? Come I must expell this….

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CCDE, The Clarecraft Discworld Event 2000, and I, me, Nicholas…

CCDE, The Clarecraft Discworld Event 2000, and I, me, Nicholas Aquarion Avenell, will be there. Be afraid. Be very afraid 🙂

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OK, More detail on the previous two posts: One, CCDE. CCDE is…

OK, More detail on the previous two posts:

One, CCDE. CCDE is the Clarecraft Discworld Event, Held on the 28th-30th July this year. The Javascripty thing above says how far away that is exactly 🙂

One by one then, Discworld is a series of books writtian by Terry Pratchett and read by your humble servant and several million folklets worldwide, Clarecraft is a company that make Discworld Stufftm.

The new design? I got bored 🙂

The old Blue and white design was begining to give me a headache and took ages to load, and if I’m going to use Aquarionics has a CV piece, I need something looking a little more professional. There are a few bugs with running it in IE, in that if you have loaded us before, you may get a light-blue background, this is a problem with the cache system in IE4 & 5.

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19:45 Realise I uploaded my test page as Index.html, and the redirection script was mucked. Doh!

19:45 Realise I uploaded my test page as Index.html, and the redirection script was mucked. Doh!

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08:00 Woke up 09:00 Turned on PC 09:05 Started playing with…

08:00 Woke up
09:00 Turned on PC
09:05 Started playing with designs
11:24 Uploaded new Aquarionics design

Basically I found one I liked 🙂

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New Document

New Document

Must… get… motivated…. can’t… sit… playing… games…. all… day…

Actually yes, that’s exactly what I can do. This is the problem. I havn’t done any decent Webdesign in days, I havn’t writtian anything creative in almost as long. Summer holidays and the Apathy sets in.

I did, however, install the new fan on my Celeron this morning. Would you believe that my old heatsink was actually glued into place? I was terrified I would break the chip by taking it off. Morons.

Still awaiting Amazon.co.uk to come though. The Bookshop I’m designing has split off into the Reviews section and differant pages for Terry Pratchett and David Eddings. Both are awaiting a flash of insperation for me to get the design done, the reviews section needs… well… reviews, and the TP Section needs me to tap in all the books to Amazons search engine so I can link to them. The Eddings section has just been updated with links to most of the books.

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Heya. Good morning once again. What a senseless waste of a…

Heya. Good morning once again.

What a senseless waste of a day. There is a new version of Quoth on The File Server, and I have just created the Javascripted “Countdowns” box to your right. Today has been a programming day 🙂

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Update on the below. The accident made the BBC news. Driver killed in Festival of Speed[Low Gr

Update on the below. The accident made the BBC news.
Driver killed in Festival of Speed[Low Graphic Version]

One dead, two injured.

And I thought I was having a bad day. For what they are worth, my sympathy goes out to the drivers family.

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Time Warp: (From my old journal page at H2G2 Feeling Better…

Time Warp:
(From my old journal page at H2G2

Feeling Better (42 Weeks ago)

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Yet again do I sit at my computer and write an essay of this…

Yet again do I sit at my computer and write an essay of this chapter of my life at a quarter past twelve at night. Normally my “off time” excuse holds. I sleep 3am to 10pm blah blah. Last night I eventually went to bed at 3:30, and was awoken at 8am. I was unsure of weather such a time still existed. Apparently it does, more’s the pity.

Today we went to Goodwood. Home of the festival of Speed, a three day event celebrating the best of British (and world-wide) motorsport.

Good points to the day include Jenson Button Black-lining the streight where all the crowds were (The rest of the drivers just zoomed past, Jenson stopped, and wheelspun the F1 car he was driving before speeding up the hill. Fantastic), A large jet swooping low over the field, and an entertaining jaunt where we discovered that Chichester has no petrol stations. This was discovered as our car nearly ran out of petrol. This was less of a good thing.

Bad points included the fact that both the eldest of my younger brothers and my dad had both been drinking since early that morning, and Ben was suffering with the mother and father of all hangovers. Most people at the show tended to avoid an unwell looking 18 year old quietly being sick in a corner, and we left him and my youngest brother to nurse the hangover while me, my Mum and my Dad went a-wandering around the large field that was the Festival Of Speed. In the age of the mobile, keeping in touch was easy enough, and nobody got lost for long.

There were events I won’t bore you with, partly because I would be shot if I did, but the day ended for us when the race we were watching ended in a fairly spectaculer crash. So I’m told, Our view of the thing was shaded by some trees. There were apparently 3 “casualties” although whether they were corpse or hospitalized type was never made clear.

I bought a mug keepsake, and we went home.