When I tried to update my Neil English site yesterday, Dreamhost completely crashed. Try and keep up this time, Dreamhost!
Beautiful quiet day, calm after the hedonism of last night, I suppose. Currently putting together a daily drawing blog.
Used my bonus hour to repair stupid security flaws in stupid software. Nice to be up early, though.
Gran is dead. Wish I could have seen her once more. She wasn’t happy towards the end, but she was alive. And now she isn’t.
Saw Shrink, the Kevin Spacey film last night. It was good, but I especially liked seeing Gore Vidal look so healthy.
I love designing websites. There’s nothing like it in terms of challenge, pleasure, and engagement.
Death is beastly, but such a small part of the life. Focus on the life, their life. Focus on life now.
Woke up early after reading the House of Sleep last night. Jonathan Coe is now my favourite contemporary bourgeois novelist.
Worried for Gran who is undergoing a big operation, hope she pulls through and gets to full strength, suspect she won’t. Bloody mortality.
Drear Glasgow, so benighted and rain-sodden, you make staying in and watching DVDs so compelling.
Death is an extreme form of entropy. Hair is the most obvious source of personal entropy. Therefore, shaven headed people are most alive.
Two types of personality: anaclitic and introjective. We all veer between the two, but it makes sense not to be ego reliant on others.
New glasses prescription but no new glasses due to rude Specsavers employees. Now for the fortnightly cleaning.
Resolve not to eat pasta at lunch time. Too heavy.
Do less. Do nothing. And when you’ve done nothing, do it all over again. Do it!
Unaccountably grumpy this morning with a strange sickliness in my belly. Nietzsche thought all ideas originate in the stomach.
Will do a tumblr theme one of these days, but … not today. Need to get coherent first.
Watched 2001 last night. It’s impressive, but completely cold and, for me, rather unaffecting.
The silence before the storm of feet tramping out of the office and out onto the world.
Thinking about going to Pecha Kucha in Glasgow tonight, but it’s cold and I’m busy and I’m tired.
3pm eye strain means it’s time to stop staring at the screen, get an optician appointment, and have a cup of tea.
The Hawthorne Effect prevents us ever being sure of productivity gains, but I’d be interested in seeing the effect of coughing on workers.
Sleepy, despite the bright morning, looking to take things slowly but deliberately. One thing at a time.
The more mysterious ellipses you see in others, the worse your own self-confidence in your abilities to function normally.
After four years service I have been given an extra day holiday. This pleases me greatly. Thanks work!
Thought about publicizing this little space amongst my confreres but I shrivelled up as soon as I was exposed.
Got asked if I was growing a “Dali moustache”. I’m not, it’s just I’ve given up shaving and my facial hair is naturally perky.
Bike was stolen this morning.
I love the feral display of teeth you see when people get angry about stupid arguments.
The difference between what people want and what people need is never so stark as when you start discussing action films.
What would Neil Scott do? That’s the question I ask myself nowadays.
Finding it difficult to listen to anything else apart from Somewhere in my heart by Aztec Camera.
A dash (–) is far superior to a colon, but a colon is superior to a minus sign (-) used as a dash.
Cheese and piccalilli sandwich for lunch – glorious.
Gallows humour in the kitchen, to be expected I suppose. Selfishly want to know what happened so I can avoid a similar fate.
Distressed to hear that my former colleague Ewan Lawrence has died. Not sure what to think about it all but RIP Ewan.
Unbelievably cold this morning, thought I would have to operate on my frostbitten fingers. Office unbelievably warm. My time of the month?
Cold house, bleak even. Sunday is evaporating before my eyes, another day gone to oblivion.
Rangers fans in Annie Millars are happy, whilst I am hollow with an entirely different problem. My wife reads her PhD monotonously.
Think I’ve just made a complete mess of a very important website with a WordPress backup. Gah.
Been listening, helplessly, to the Old Firm aftermath. Feel sorry for the Celtic, but can see how much stronger Rangers are.
Have done almost everything that was giving me cognitive dissonance and feel the burden lifted.
What would Steve Jobs do? He wouldn’t ask what Steve Jobs would do. He’d do Jobsian things, like popularizing a paradigm or something.
Italian filter coffeemakers with their aluminium (?) elegance and stately charms are a miracle of physics. The coffee tastes great as well.
Life is easy when you just do what needs to be done without fussing.
What I want is one inbox for everything. I hate the way I have to check so many places.
Finally processed all of my notes. A clean slate for a busy weekend.
I quite like it when I meet people about whom I know absolutely nothing about what motivates them to live and breathe.
Being helpful is often an excuse to avoid thinking about your own problems.
Briefly insecure – what do they think of me? – before realising that I don’t care. (Aside: I do care, but try not to make it affect me)
Bile begets bile. Kindness begets kindness. The absence of kindness begets bile. The absence of bile doesn’t equal kindness. Thus bile wins.
Currently distracted by Leo Babauta’s book on Focus in an age of distraction. Lesson one: avoid banal eBooks. http://t.co/GGmSEs8
My waterproofs have lost their proof but kept the water. Soaked through, wearing an unironed shirt, with a pile of notes to process.
The nights grow darker and the oblivion of winter gathers momentum. Time to attach lights to my bike, I think.
Contemplative. Trying to reduce my to do list any way possible.
Office conversations are necessary but often occur at exactly the wrong time. Need to start wearing a hat or something when I’m not busy.
The combination of late night and gin are catching up on me, but in a good way — reminding me to be realistic about projects.
Hello. Because this site continues to fascinate people and because I am increasingly distracted, I have decided to resurrect it. Now …