Sooooo. Haven't updated for a few weeks! oops. You see, I'm staying at my mum's house up north, and the only machine I have is my teeny tiny netbook (which is also in dire need of some TLC - soo slooww!). The keyboard on said teeny tiny netbook is really, really hard to type on, so much so that I don't really want to write a huge blog entry on it ( Read more... )

Kat has a job offer, in Manchester! And wants me to move in with her ( Read more... )

Right! On a train again, and I've alotted anywhere up to half an hour to blog before I crunch down into a self-help book for the remainder of the journey ( Read more... )

So! Further to my last post - 'kinda tempted to get a part-time job' - I now have a part-time job ( Read more... )

Having fun at Swindon. Went to the military-owned University, where they showed us a room full of tanks, guns, and missiles. I shit you not.

Apparently, not only do they blow shit up on a regular basis, but they actuall yhave an 'open day' when they demonstrate blowing shit up. Seriously ( Read more... )

So. I'm on a train to Swindon. How did this come about, I hear you ask ( Read more... )

So! Tough couple of weeks but I appear to be pulling out of it all now ( Read more... )

Urgh. I feel terrible ( Read more... )

Found myself looking through wikiquotes last night, and found this gem:

"You see, the Caml garbage collector is like a god from ancient mythology: mighty, but very irritable. If you mess with it, it'll make you suffer in surprising ways. - Xavier Leroy, OCaml dude ( Read more... )

* Interview, I think, went well. There were some HR questions I couldn't answer well, and one that I answered with something like 'I was in that situation last year, and totally mishandled it. I did X, and I should've done Y, because Z happened, which is Bad.'. I'm hoping this was a good thing to say. It got them writing notes furiously, so I'm ( Read more... )