Elizabeth Taylor finds new love… with JEFF GOLDBLUM? That’s just too weird. Thus endeth my long-standing crush on him.

Great. And the IRA set off a car bomb in west London last night. Lovely. I wonder if they’ll try to get Hammersmith Bridge again too? It’s practically in my friggin’ backyard. Wonderful.

It’s been a horrible week. Lots of people have left the company, including my friend Ferret and my housemate Nick. I can’t begin to explain how weird and sad this all is. Good people are leaving; the people that – to me – define where I work. The future seems uncertain. And our company Summer Party is today! I don’t feel very celebratory.

On top of all that, I was up til 2 a.m. listening to the stereo downstairs boom out the best of 80’s Crap Rock, as Nick reveled in his newfound freedom. Whatever – I’ll cut him some slack; he’s had a bad week. I reserve the right to bitch out the other people that were present though.

AND, WORST OF ALL, I just went to check on my newly redesigned and relaunched Roald Dahl site, when I noticed in my Admin site that someone qualified to get their name on the Trivia Master Board. “Sweet!” I thought. I’ve got to personally approve all the names, though, so I went to check who it was. It was “f**k_me”. (No asterisks; I just put those in for my mom’s benefit.) What kind of a jerk would do that? Why do I bother building nice free things for the people of the Internet when all they try to do is abuse them? Luckily I’ve got the bastard’s IP address, and if he tries it again, I’ll boot him for good. Suddenly I feel a little bit better.

(Sorry for the journal-like rant, but every now and then I feel the need to get angry in a public way. I’ll get back to weblogging, I promise.)

IT’S DONE! Behold, my magnum opus.

Killer peanut butter. *sob* What the heck am I supposed to eat now?

John Cusack for President!

I recently cleared out my digital camera’s memory card and here were some of the gems I found:

My sister with the little birthday cake Rodd got for her at Tesco. Yes, that’s a tea light on top. We didn’t have any other birthday candles. And please disregard the large bottle of Gordon’s Gin on the table beside her. I, uh, swear we don’t drink a lot. Or something.

Do not stare directly at the German’s legs! Blindness may ensue. This is my friend Christian, who Snookums and I call Sid (for various geeky reasons). He apparently lost some bet and as punishment had to wear this kilt all the way across London to pick up a girl. As compensation for embarrassing him, here’s a link to his extremely helpful PHP website.

Here’s my hair following the first of the “Intense Red” dye jobs. I get it done about every six weeks, although I really should get it done more often these days (my hair grows fast). Reds are also very tricky to maintain, as they tend to fade quickly and the color can wash out. I finally wised up and got some expensive yet effective color preserving shampoos. It was so funny when I went home in June, because half my family didn’t even recognize me.

There’s my sister again. This was from our ill-fated trip to the UK Blogger meet-up. See, I told you we were there!

So we dodged another dreaded computer virus. Nice. I’m afraid I have to object, though, to the picture Yahoo! includes with their ‘Code Red’ article. Why a shot of little Chinese kids using a computer? If you didn’t read the accompanying caption, you’d probably think these were the miscreants responsible for the worm. Very manipulative, that.

Ack! It’s 9:15 am and I’m still sitting here unshowered. The ADSL is up, though, and I couldn’t resist the opportunity to do my first supa-fast blog posting. We think BT might finally be fixing the damn thing, seeing as how we’re finally getting about 60% uptime as opposed to the 5% we got the last few weeks. Of course, it dies every time I get near it so we’ll see if this post goes through or not…