Well it's the weekend and all I can say is thank the lord. I'm absolutely shattered. Have been out chasing good times every night for the last week.
Some notable successes was pizza, beer and good times with
vodka_fairy and b'day drinks with Sir S of Shoeburyness and his lovely new lady Bonnie.
My boss has stumbled accross a new and improved way of motivating me. He's offered to send me to New York on the fairly weak pretence of showing a spreadsheet to two traders in our new york office. Which means in 4 weeks it needs to be in a demonstatable state. So to this end I'm proposing to go to the gym more. Oh and drink less coffee and more water. Nobel intentions I think you'll agree.