Work till you're musclebound.

• The inventor of the microprocessor is very, very sorry.

• A 2006 interview with Marco Pirroni.

• Evolution is a Jewish conspiracy to subvert the Old Testament. Ya rly.

• catbiscuit's Extermination by Chocolate.

• ciphergoth's crypto standards manifesto, v0.1. An expert's take on why this shit makes no goddamn sense.

• frou_frou on YouTube!

• The Series Of Tubes song!

• Both admirable and yet utterly batshit insane.

• Hot lesbian cow action!

• Escaping alarm clock.

redcountess has arrived safely in Melbourne. She has arranged a month's dialup, but is offline until she can get a UK-Australian adapter for her laptop's charger. She blows kisses to you all.

For my own memory: Sunday 11th February I did the quintessential Dad Job of smashing a smoke alarm into little pieces with a hammer at 4:30am to shut it the hell up. No pictures, sorry.

It's quiet and cosy here with arkady, though I'm missing Liz lots. This evening I shifted a Metric Shitload of boxes around, clearing the front room to move Arkady's entire flat and my entire record collection in Friday or Saturday. I am buggerated.

To-do list:

• Finish clearing front room.
• Build shelves in front room.
• Build shelves in dining room.
• Get stuff shifted from storage locker, thus filling front room.
• Cancel storage locker.
• Assemble Ikea wardrobe for front bedroom.
• Sort out front bedroom.
• Clean floor of cupboard under stairs so stuff can be shoved into it.
• Build Arkady's bed and organise room workably, with wardrobes and shelving galore.
• Die of exhaustion.
• Repeat the process when Liz's stuff arrives from Australia.

I'm on call until 5pm Sunday, at which point I may have a visceral need for ale and whoring before work on Monday. Suggestions?