Stomach full, off to bed.
The smell of this tube reminded me instantly of the streets of San Francisco. I think it's piss but it's still a nice memory.
Heading home from ICA brain tickling.
Giving up on PhpDocumentor. Going to make a sandwich, then off to the ICA for Eno v Johnson smackdown.
Cursing PhpDocumentor, which seems to be working fine except there's no generated documentation where it claims to have put it.
Wrestling with PhpDocumentor
4pm: Time for a mince pie!
Time for work.
catching up on email/rss over sandwiches at home
Phew, got our ramshackle huge group presentation over with and got wrongly generous praise for it.
[Insert standard horror at early morning and heading off into the dark.]