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Wednesday, November 29, 2000

16:03    archived    
OK. So today I learned how to use frames. I learned how to write frames, how to change two frames on a single click, I learned how to make a page load over the top of frames, and all sorts of other frames related stuff. Strange how you get pointed to examples and there are still technical flaws in their production. If I press a link that says "back" I want it to go back to where I was before, not load the first frameset in the frame I'm currently viewing. Dammit.

I must learn javascript and brush up on my graphics skills. There just aren't any decent tutorials out there on things like PaintShopPro, but I have a copy of Fireworks now anyway, so never mind.

Could do with getting a graphics tablet as well. That's a big must. Frood would get some use out of it too, after all. Having said that, we could do with a bigger hard drive, when you come down to it. Oo-er missus.

Must buy cheese.

Must buy cheese.

I have no idea what my brain is doing today.

11:40    archived    

Gods teeth I'm tired today. Don't really know why. Busy night, but then it usually is. Didn't go to bed until gone 2, was up before 7 because Mr Postman came a-knocking with my parcel from Australia. I managed to resist the temptation to open it then, after getting back in bed, mainly because it was dark and Frood was still asleep so I didn't want to wake him.

Wake him. By turning on a light? What was I thinking?

It was a very exciting package. Kwert sent me heaps of cool stuff, including some photos of a huge spider (we don't get huge spiders like that, which is just unfair) and an Australian raven (which looks a bit like a crow, but has the same eyes as a jackdaw), an Australian raven feather and some stuff on CD. Oh aye, and a book on the grammar of one of the NW Coastal tribes and "The Penguin Dictionary of Language". Wow. That's a whole heap of stuff, all done up in lovely script and everything. Thanks, Kwert, that was just fab.

Off to Scotland tomorrow, so nothing will be blogged for a few days until I get back. I'll be back Tuesday night.

Reminds me. Must get some code together and uploaded before I leave.

 

Monday, November 27, 2000

12:12    archived    
How exciting! Doc Savage: The Man of Bronze was on yesterday. I'd almost think that the programme schedulers knew it was my birthday and put on something to cheer me up.

Uh-oh. There's a message board. Ah. It only has one post on it, and that doesn't lead anywhere.

Got a parcel of books from Wyrd this morning, thanks very much, cuz. A copy of Red Meat volume 2 and The Onion: Our Dumb Century. Mum phoned late yesterday afternoon to say happy birthday and let me know that my brother had called them and said "Did you remember Sam's birthday?" Of course they had, they'd just forgotten what day it was that day. Time catches up with you sometimes, I know that feeling only too well. Nick himself is in Singapore on night shift, so SMSed me at 7am yesterday morning. I was even awake to receive it. What a sweetie. I'll be seeing them all at the end of next week, which will be really very cool. Dad mentioned something about a birthday bash. I dread to think.

Right, well, I have to go find Frood's darts now, as he's misplaced them and we're off to do things I'm bad at this afternoon, once he escapes from work.

 

Sunday, November 26, 2000

13:44    archived    
I spent an hour on the phone to Kwert this morning, my (slightly) younger Raven sib from Australia. How cool is that? It was the best phone conversation I've had in ages. Most of the time people phone up either because they want something or because things are so horrid they don't feel able to talk about them online. In fact, it's rare for me to get phone calls at all, so that one was particularly special, especially as I've been so down about other Family matters of late. And he has sent me a "care package" for my birthday that should arrive at the beginning of the week. I can't wait. It's so exciting. I don't think I've ever had a phone call from Australia before. There was quite a bit of stopping and starting as I forgot about the lag on the phone (lag on the phone! That's how far away Australia is!) but it was so brilliant speaking to Kwert. I love that moment when you put a sound or face to a person that you have known online and everything clicks into place. It's not like meeting someone for the first time because you know what things to talk about so it's a lot more fun.

Bling was on at the Stones with me yesterday as well, and she got me a birthday cake ("Respect" organic chocolate cake, yummy) with candles on I had to blow out and everything. According to my cake I am ten years old. She also got me two bottles of organic cider and was going to give me a copy of Soldier of Fortune magazine that got put through their door by accident, but she forgot that. It has been a pretty exciting birthday so far.

I don't feel any older. I haven't noticed a sudden wash of grey hair (no more than I already have, anyway) or wrinkles. Even my abscess seems to have calmed down a little and isn't causing me agonising pain right now. I even got this really sweet card with a picture of a sleeping kitten on it from Frood's mum and dad.

I like birthdays. You may have noticed. I make a big deal of birthdays. On Frood's birthday I got up especially to cycle all the way to Toys R Us and get him a lego catapult so that he could build it when he woke up. I took him tea and lego in bed. Heh. Frood is off at the supermarket now, getting me a special treat of pain-au-chocolat for breakfast. Yum.

Twenty-eight years old and I feel like the ten candles were just about the right amount.