6 hours talking to Trey today. It’s 2.25am. I only stopped talking to her ‘cos I was absolutely dying for the toilet. 6 Hours is just not enough. We were still going strong…. Gah.
I need to get my life in order so I can take some weekends off and see her. This may be the impetus I need to organise my degree work.
So, it’s back. It’s back and crapper than ever before.
Yes, now with reduced image quality (can’t be arsed to set up my nice Intel ProShare camera) the webcam is back: pyoor.deed.webcam. So…
If anyone can tell me how, in Javascript, to get the size of a file (ideally without fetching the bastard thing first) and store that size in a variable; that’d be a real help. Otherwise I may have to just leave it the way it is.
Which’d be a shame, ‘cos I’d like to bring back my idents into service.
If anyone’s feeling *really* enthusisatic what I want to write is a script which:
Stores the size of the last image: If it hasn’t changed when it goes to refresh the image then instead of sending the webcam image refreshes with random file from the locally stored idents.
The only thing I honestly don’t know how to do; and don’t even know if it’s possible is to read the size of the last image off the server. I’m presuming this could be done with a http request; but I don’t know enough about javascript; and my 20 minutes of fiddling (when I should’ve been working) haven’t lead me to a solution.
I am tired this afternoon; well; to be fair I’m tired because I overslept to make up for working two really tough early shifts and then staying up too late last night. As usual; I didn’t drink anything while I was in bed dozing; and thus woke up with a headache. But it didn’t matter.
I’ve got work to do; but I’m not exactly stressed about it.
I’m tired, actually, because I slept for too long. I should have got up at like 8am; when my alarm went off; instead of going “ooh, I’m tired, I’ll stay here longer”; which is what I did. And then fell asleep until about 10:45. Merp.
But it all doesn’t matter.
Because I’ve got a girlfriends. And she’s gorgeous; and yummy; and cute; and I know, I know, I said I wasn’t going to go out with anyone before I finished my degree. But. Well. I changed my mind, okay?
It was funny, ‘cos I was joking about going out with her prior to even meeting her; I’d seen a picture of her in her LJ and thought she looked cute; and the introducing friends said she was nice….and sane… So I laughed and joked about it; never thinking that she’d be interested in me, or that I’d actually fall for her as soon as I met her.
But I did.
And when I came back after work on the day she left… and they’d left while I was at work… I was really upset. I thought I’d missed my chance. I didn’t think she was interested. But she was and we talked and….. I am so lucky. And it just *feels* right.
It just does. And I’m feeling warm and fuzzy :-)
I think I’ve now consumed about 2 pints of water and am starting to feel better. Thing is; while I was at work yesterday I drank… go on…. guess…. nothing. Nothing at all for the entire shift. So it’s no wonder i’m a bit headachey and and generally grotty.
The only cloud in my sky at the moment is the imminent loss-of-house; and the lack of progress we’ve made looking for somewhere to live. The idea that we’ll lose this house in 6 weeks is actually quite scary. We’ve not actually even looked at anywhere yet; but then there’s been sweet fa in the property listings…. Which is a bit worrying. Still; I guess tomorrow maybe I should go fetch listings from the local agents.
Every day in my job I see failings in the NHS. I see people juggling too few staff, too little money and too much stress. I see patients; each of them people; dealing with huge failings in the administrative beaurocracy (today, for example, people arriving to be admitted to a ward that had closed).
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Bring back my webcam? Since I’ve got the technology….?
I got an MOT, I got an MOT, I got an MOT YEAAAAAHHHHHH!!!
Now I just need a tax disk.
So my bike will be insured from 1400 Hrs today; and my MOT test is at 1500 hrs. Wish me luck. Perhaps I should go and file the end of my brake lever so it doesn’t look quite so snapped off.
I’ll do that after lunch.
I’ve just finished proofing my essay, I need to get dressed and change the condeser on Rebecca, see if that cures the intermittent misfire….
But the thing which prompted me to write is that I just got spammed with an advert for a web-site doing ‘rape pictures’. I do not want these things in my inbox, and frankly I’m *angry* that they dare send them. It is bad enough that these pictures are out there, but that they spam the universe advertising it? It’s not right.
It’s just really, really, horrible. Hopefully Moz’s Junk-mail heuristics’ll take care of anymore, at least, but it just made me really angry. I know people who’ve been raped, and how it must make them feel when this shit arrives in their inbox….
Welcome back my BNFL Fluffie! Rediscovered while tidying…and before you ask, yes he came like that.
It’s kinda traditional for me to do a review of the year at the end of the year, but first, New Year. I can’t actually remember what I did last new year. But this one was very cool. (more…)
