...because if I don't stop working and take a break I'm going to go certifiably insane. And that would be most inconvenient at a time like this.

Tell me why, for the love of all that is sexy on a summer Sunday, shops are incapable of stating things clearly when it comes to delivery times. I ordered some meds from Chemist Direct, and they said, quite clearly, that orders would be delivered next day if ordered before 1pm, Mon-Fri, excluding weekends and bank holidays. Now I, quite logically I thought, expected an order placed yesterday, i.e Friday, to be delivered today, the next day, i.e Saturday. But does it turn up? Nooooo! I wasted half the bloody day waiting for it before establishing that it's still hanging around Birmingham. Great lot of use it's doing there. So, I decided to go buy the stuff from Boots. Now this shouldn't really take much thought, but by the end of it all you would have thought i was undertaking some major military operation. I have determined that Union Street is in fact dangerous on a Saturday afternoon. It's crowded, people are absolutely incapable of trafficing themselves in a manner which ensures continuous and unobstructed flow in a common direction and there are more weirdos hanging around than at 2am in a Torry back alley. Despite all this, nearly being crushed to death, being sworn at by some 90 year old lady for innocently waiting at a bus stop (was I supposed to wait in the middle of the road and get run over instead?) and generally not getting anywhere very fast, I managed to get my stuff for £4.99, a rip-off compared to the £3.49 on the net but oh well, needs must I suppose. Next time I go out I'm just going to wave the white cane around like one of those Mid-West county cops with their nightsticks and see if that makes anything happen any better. You have been warned.

( Shooting and sales )

The Honours Project grinds on. I had a meeting with Kavita where we discussed the experiments we're going to do regarding human trend detection. No progress on the software, it's still alluding me and I can only think of what Yaji's going to say when I tell him about it. This is exactly the problem I wanted to avoid but the fact is the correlation thing just doesn't make sense to me. And now, another issue is that any further progress I could make means that I must disassemble everything that we've done before, because what little I know about Java means it'll only work that way at the most basic level. Grrrr. The report still seems a distant prospect, although I have somewhat of a half-completed chapter 2 and 3. Thing is, this whole issue about experiments never factored in before, so now there's a lot of stuff I have to write up from scratch that's taking time out of what was previously allocated for the original report plan. Oh, and I'm having constant interruptions with sore toes, freezing damned Raynaud's riddled fingers and repeated headaches from spending so much time at the computer. Take this weekend for instance, I should have got all the report worked on up till now completed as well as my presentation but all I can do is futily wave my fingers around and guzzle painkillers like they're going out of fashion. Gah!

( My poor, poor, analog friend )

Right, I've had as much of a break as I can allow myself, so I'll let the rest of the world keep on living a life whilst I go back to my project of doom.