by Dave
Wed 24 March 1999 @ 10:00
Another wrecked evening. This page was running out of a database over the last couple of days, but that was prooving to be a pain in the bollox to administer, so I've temporarily gone back to using good 'ole InterDev to make static pages. I'll do something soon though, can't be having it this simple!
Its been a weird couple of days I think. Work as been intermittantly quiet, but hectic at other times. Home has been pretty cool - after 8 months we might have come up with a solution to getting all the house work done. Now, don't go telling everyone this, 'cos we might be able to get a patent on the idea, but we're ALL going to do different things on different days in a pattern... kinda rotating through the defined jobs around the house. We should give it a name, this system of ours. We should call it flarbleplurt. No, something snappier... we'll call it a Rota :-) LOL, it isn't that I don't think we're going to stick to it, its just that I don't think we're going to stick to it. I almost guarantee I'm (and I include Anna here) going to have to clean the kitchen during the weeks when its not our turn to do it. Andrew, you were right about the book - its called Betrayal at Krondor, and it takes part back after the Riftwar. It has Arutha, Jimmy and Locky in it, and I take delivery tomorrow afternoon :-)) I'll let you know what I think of it. I've also started reading Thus Spoke Zarathustra by Nietzche, and I have to admit that so far I think its fairly shite. Either I'm reading it completely wrongly, or the guy is the biggest egoist I've ever come across. Actually I suspect the former... the introduction tells a completely different story from what I'm picking up so far ( I thought it really WAS about a guy living on a mountain ;-) No, I'm finding it pretty heavy reading, and having to adopt a style of observation I haven't had to use since school. I shouldn't have spent the last 20 years reading pulp fiction - it has completely destroyed my comprehension of any written form not prosaic. Anna's going to sleep now, and I think I'll join her. Nighty poop.