The Palm
This is very cool, basically. I had written a bit of an essay about "Wonders of the World, blah blah blah", but really is was very dull and rather flowery, so I canned that entry and wrote this instead. This one is quite clearly better, because it isn't filled with my boring shit. Yay...
In other news, the bastards still haven't sent me my new camera, and we're off to London Zoo to see the penguins and lions (not in the same enclosure, thankfully) next weekend. I am not happy, but also unempowered, since the only contact I have with these people is over the phone and all I can say is "I really would rather have it as soon as possible please", whilst meaning "give me my camera, whores of Satan!". I wish I wasn't so British about things like this, but then moaning at them only makes you look American, so I'll give that a miss.
Killer boredom and apathy is on me today. I ought to be doing the thing with the model that makes it work. Debugging, I think they call it. But of course I don't actually care all that much, and since I have made progress is some form or other this week, my work ethic is drained. Need sleep. Desperately need exercise. Need to stop living in one room, it's driving me mad...