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Isn't it embarrassing...
... when you type FF0000 when what you actually mean is FFFF00. That being said, I don't think that I'm happy with FFFF00 either.
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That's Better!
I haven't got round to sorting out links, and I can't be bothered to re-link all of my old pictures, but it'll do for now. The thing is, I probably won't have access for a while now, so having arranged (nearly) everything it may be some time befor anything else appears. Still first impressions are everything and the first impression is better now. Bring on the praise.
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What?
Well finally, after deciphering the fiendish "this blog needs a password" entry system I finally made it in. Initial impressions, I don't like it, it's all kind of sparse and white and blank and desolate and other related words. I spent bloody ages making my old blog look all pretty, new banners and similar shenanigans and now I have to start all over again. Honestly I turn my head for what can't have been more than a month or so and they go and move the whole shebang to a new system and bang goes all my hard work. Still, I will reserve final judgement until after this weekend, when I actually have internet accss for a change and might be able to have a little play.
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I Bloody Knew It!
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New, if not Improved.
So another Friday night in so I've done what any well adjusted individual would do, I've had a subtle re-design. Check out the frankly ridiculously sexy new banner, the less cluttered background (thanks Danny), and for the obsessively observant amongst you, yes; the blog is slightly wider now. Personally I like the slightly starker new design, but at the same time I realise that there are many die hard 'hay' fans out there who are no doubt crying into there Cocoa as we speak. To them I can only apologise, but - and whisper this quietly - if you scroll right down you will notice that a touch of the yellow stuff has survived. I couldn't quite bear to get rid of it all. Night.
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Fourth Rate Colour Study.
So I've been at my new job for a shade over 4 months now and so far I'm largely enjoying it. I am privileged enough to have my own office, which is lovely, if a little dark.To try and counteract this I have bought (or more accurately been given as a Christmas present) a plant for it, which is doing just fine thankyou very much. The only other splash of colour comes from a picture that was there when I arrived. 
And I don't like it.The title of the picture is "Farbstudie Quadrate", which if my German is as sound as I believe it to be translates to something like "Fourth Rate Colour Study", which if anything is generous. I don't, however, feel like I've been there long enough to start taking down their pictures and putting up my nice picture of a mountain that I also got given as a present; so I guess I'll put up with it.
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I Hate Tuesdays.
Actually that's not fair, most Tuesdays I have no problem with; it's specifically next Tuesday that I hate, bloody Valentine's day, I reckon Capone had the right idea.I don't really begrudge people their happiness, it's just seems that at this time of year it seems like it's being rammed down my throat by everyone and everything around me. You can't turn on the TV at the moment without being bombarded with adverts for roses, chocolates and "Now that's what I call the greatest romantic love songs to do your thing to in the world ever part 9". I foolishly went into Clinton's the other day to try and get some generic thankyou notes, and the combination of comically oversized pink cards, helium balloons and soft toys; all excessively embellished with hearts and general overly saccharine bullshit was as much as I could take, it was all I could do to stop myself vomiting all over the display of love sick Eeyores.
Now there must be a large number of other people who share my views, and the way I see it, if everyone is cashing in on all those who are in 'Love' at this time of year, then why shouldn't I try make a couple of quid out of those who aren't. To this end I am hereby initiating the first annual... "Valentine's day, shmalentine's day; who needs all of this love bollocks anyway, I'd far rather be at home with a takeaway curry and a can of Lager" - day. Think it'll catch on?
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