Diary of an up and coming sociopath

Since Saturday’s geekery, you will have mostly found me sitting at my PC staring at Delphi trying to make the screen dance for me. I’m writing a program to do Dad’s invoicing at work, and it’s really flexing mental muscles I was starting to forget I had, especially since I’ve been using Java and PHP for just about everything these days. It’s nice to have a project that’s actually heading towards completion, because I’m one of those people who can start doing things and get bored somewhere just past the halfway point, and, well, not so much give up as simply lose momentum. No chance for that here, though. Current projections place the project at fully complete by the weekend of the 10th July, which is when I’ll next go home, though I’m hoping it’ll be what I like to call “functionally complete” by the end of this weekend, and then the rest can be touchups.

Then, it’ll be onto my next project. I have no idea what that is, but I’ll essentially have a clean slate, so I can more or less choose. The trick will be to choose an acheivable one, for a change.

I was pleased that the air conditioning at work is back on, though only to a point. I know I’m going to sound like a whiny bastard, but now it’s just…too cold. Yes, yes, your heart bleeds for me. I am utterly replete with disbelief that whoever controls the thermostat at work doesn’t realise it has a setting between “oven roast” and “eskimo funtime,” and in weather this hot we shouldn’t need to be wearing jackets in the office, but that’s what’s happening. I consoled myself with a cheese sandwich, and the discovery that keeping a packet of biscuits in my desk at work is both a wonderful and dangerous idea. I ate one, dare I buy more? It saves me on chocolate bars because they’re far cheaper, but as bad as I am with them, i’m notoriously pathetic at knowing how many biscuits constitutes “enough.” I think I’ll have to see how long my will holds out on this one.

Currently, I wait for the following things:
My Angel Series 4 DVDs. £25 from 101cd. I had to do it.
My Northern Boy T-Shirts. At $10 each, I couldn’t afford not to.
Nikki. Because it’s been just over a week, and it’s already too long.
Haunted, the new Palahniuk novel. Because Nikki has it.
FLCL figures from eBay. It was a bargain. I got them for £3 each, when everywhere else sells them for $30 a piece.
Volume 2 of the Genshiken manga. Because I’m a Genshiken whore.
Volume 1 of the Genshiken DVDs. Because I’m still a Genshiken whore.
Genshiken/Kujibiki Unbalance Gashapon. And so on.

My wallet was relieved to hear that there’s only one comic out I want to buy this week. It’s a sad circumstance. The question is do I crack and buy Couriers, CousCous Express, or another Sin City book? Do I meet the budgetting halfway and buy a volume of manga? Do I go buy that phillip k. dick book that I read the synopsis for the other day, and the memory of which haunts my waking moments? Now you see the constant turmoil a consumerist lives in.

Seeing everyone getting back from Glastonbury makes me wish it was time for Reading. I’ve never been to Glas, but I’m not so sure I’d get on with it. Reading, on the other hand, has always been damn good, and the Pixies are there, so it could piss down for 4 days straight and I’d be happy. It just can’t come soon enough, and if you’re reading this and have just been to Glastonbury, you’re a smug bastard for having already had your summer festival. Christ, even mum got to see Coldplay the other day. I’ll have to keep reminding myself that it’s going to be worth the excruciating wait. It will be worth it.