Current mood:	blah
Current music:	Tom Waits - 'Til the Money Runs Out

it could be worse...
I don't seem to have come down with the full-fledged version of the lurgi that's been decimating the Dev Team (a few folk have been off for some days, and one person's flatmate was hospitalised for over a week). All I had was mild throat pain and a certain amount of tiredness/fogginess which didn't want to go away. It did me in for Friday and most of the weekend, though.

I continue to be surprised that I've not had a relapse in the eczema department - can only assume that my subconscious has decided that ending up back in Edinburgh for the foreseeable future is a Good Thing.

I'm still pretty pissed off - not with the job ending, I was expecting that (and it should have finished in Autumn 2000), but because there's almost certainly going to be a detectable drop in quality on the web site. Colour me selfish, but if there's one thing that's really pissed me off after working somewhere, it's seeing what some clown has down to the web site - just when I'm quoting the URL in my CV. The site's mostly generated dynamically, so I can't really save the code, and anyone can fake up a screen shot (Hell, in some companies the faked-up screen shot is the main design tool).