I have a cold. I am not particularly impressed. I don't think it helps that I've been up until ridiculous hours (1.30am today) every day so far this week. That's clearly not helping. Ah well.
Started doing some proper work on the other group web site, although I actually came out of the day thinking I'd done very little. So guilty was I, in fact, that I stayed late - for a change - and did a few hours after work before heading out to Swindon for a pint at The Cricketer's. Dead as ever. Popped back into the office en-route to find Jon still working hard, so hung around for a while then erased the squid logs and went home. Incrediblu foggy.
Spent most of the day being smug. The marketing grapevine has been doing its stuff and our marketing person told me today that the design agency who work for the group company I'm doing the site for were so impressed with me in the meeting last week that I would've been hired on the spot, had I not been with members of another group company. Quite chuffed with that. Apparently, it was on the strength of my presentation, which I find laughable simply because of the fact that I have no presentation skills and just end up doing some kind of stand-up routine. Still. Dead flattered!
I'm having my hair cut tomorrow. And coloured again, probably.
Looking at books to buy. I'm going to get myself a couple of tutorial thingies but I'm not quite sure yet what I want. Certainly a book about PHP but one that realises I'm quite proficient and just teaches me groovy things as well as being a suitably authoratitive reference. I want a JavaScript tutorial thingie as well, but one that realises that I know about programming, just not JavaScript.
Must learn Flash. Management keep asking. Pah! I've got the box under my desk - we shelled out a fortune. I suppose I should open it. It would show willing, after all.