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| I'm bored out my fucking tree today. We have a publishing project kicking off but I can't really do much until the 3D people do some stuff. And I don't really want to get too involved in a project before my holidays next week. I can't fucking wait. Unfortunately you'll be devastated to hear that it means a week without much blogging from me as I'm sure the computers in the hotel will cost a fucking fortune to use for 5 minutes. Saying that, I'll probably squeeze a couple in as I do enjoy it. What have I been up to....? Hmmm, i went for a couple of pints after work, and flatmate joined me when he got off the tram. It was canny. Then I went back to my lasses flat and ate her food. Grand. My lead artist has started whisper singing along to songs with his headphones on. We seem to have a woman in for the P.A/phone type person for the office. She seemed nice enough but who isn't when being shown round an office. She had a horrid faux diamond band on but I shouldn't make judgements based on that. As long as she isn't like one of the previous women who worked here who I fucking hated with a vengence. I'm not totally sure why (well, I am really), she was just always grinning away being all pretendy nice, I just couldn't bear her. And she never took the hint that I hated her, I wasn't nasty but I made it quite clear I didn't like her much, I'm sure she didn't like me much either but she was always full of punchable smiles. My hatred only increased when she finally left then continued to come to office parties for about a year and a half (as a consequence I never went to any office do's in my first couple of years here as I knew she would be there and I would only have too many drinks and tell her what a cunt she was. I once made a PA cry on the night me and a load of other people had been made redundant at a previous company. It felt good then, but I'm not proud of it now. She deserved it at the time though, but that's another story) and would often come into the office with her fucking kid. Plus she was always full of how great family and having her husband was in a quite superior way when everyone knows my producer was giving her one. bought a portuguese phrase book and some others that look good, including an in-depth history of the CIA from soviet afganistan conflict to september 11th. And one about hidden dimensions. Ace. I love reading boks about modern physics and quantum theory, trouble is, it's hard to come across too many decent ones. If you get a good un then it is fucking great stuff that will make your head pop, get a rubbish one and it can be terribly dry guff. Hopefully my latest purchase will turn out to be the former. It is such an amazing subject, when I first read the principles of quantum theory (in a thankfully cracking book) it was just such a shock to the system and really changed my perspective on the world around me, to think the world of the incredibly small is such a fucking mad place, full of contradictions, uncertains and hidden connections. Yet our macroscopic world seems so relatively normal and mechanical. Even the size of things is odd, I was reading recently about how tiny the nucleus of an atom is. If you expanded an atom to the size of st. peter's dome in rome, the nucleus would be the size of a grain of salt. Isn't that just fucking mad? So much of what appears so solid to us is just empty space. Even when reading about the brain and how image processing means the brain must by necessity just sort of 'fill bits in' on the fly makes you realise that the world isn't at all as our eyes see it. I'd like to do a full ramble on this subject at some point so I should save it for then.... I've seen many tiny people recently, a minute indian woman yesterday and in the evening a tiny tiny man in a suit and today another tiny bloke. they weren't dwarfs though, just really tiny (it isn't PC to use the term midget anymore is it? ) | ||
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