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One more for the footpath, then we walked home holding hands. Aug. 12th, 2009|08:15 pm

mmaster
Today felt incredibly long. I'm having trouble even remembering what day it is; Wednesday, right?

Plugged my new 1TB hard drive into my hard drive enclosure (with intent to let it format the drive while I was out for the day), only to discover that either the drive or the enclosure is busted and I have very little in the way of finding out which. Sigh. Anyone got an enclosure I could borrow?

Nine o'clock SITP lecture, that didn't really tell us much we didn't already know. Except when / where to meet our tutor.

Ten-thirty tutorial that kind of went in circles as we realised that our respective schedules were hopelessly incompatible.

Two hour brainstorm with SITP team mates that also went kind of in circles, but slightly more productively.

Fifteen minute break in the ProgSoc room chatting to Rob, who was looking very dapper for an interview.

Two hours standing in the photo lab trying to catch up on the stuff that's due Monday. Nothing worked, and then I managed to scratch my negative. :@. Great.

Dropped my photo gear off at ProgSoc, then headed to McDonald's for a quick bite of lunch. By this point, it was nearly 4pm.

Headed to work to complete something Fabian wanted done. Two hours later, finished and headed out the door.

...Also? Still coming off a cold. Just to make the day even better.

...*collapses*
-Mmaster
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