I woke up fairly early, about 7am, thought about getting up, but then realised I'd only had a few hours sleep, I lay there half awake for the next couple of hours.

The other guy didn't wake up until about 9.10am, he got up and went out of the room. He turned the tv on, some kids show was on, and jokingly asked if I could see it.

He went away to do something, so I got up, and got dressed.

I wandered out, and sat down, there were some newspapers, so I started looking at the local paper.

I felt really seedy. The guy brought me a glass of Tang, heh, and then he sat down with his. There was some stupid song on the kid's show on the tv, I was too busy looking at the chick on there bouncing around to pay attention to the song.

The guy went into the kitchen again, and a minute later brought me a cup of coffee, International Roast, ugh.

I finished that off, and then decided to have a shower. I had to get the shirts I bought out of my bike first though, so I went and did that.

I went out the back of the pub into the carpark, got the shirts, and then went to go back inside, but found that the door had shut. Luckily I'd brought the key with me, so I went around to the after hours entrance, and went in, the door didn't jam this time.

I went back upstairs, grabbed a towel from the room and went and had a shower. I felt a bit better after that, but I still felt pretty seedy.

I got dressed, and went back to the room, made sure I had everything, and we left.

The guy got a bit of a laugh out of my Lowes shirt, and bad hawaiian shirt over the top. I told him the story about going to buy them, and trying to keep a straight face.

We both went down to the car park, and he drove, and I rode back up the road to the office, we got there a couple of minutes before 10am.

I sat down, and continued working on the code I'm developing, it was very hard to concentrate.

I had a song stuck in my head, that had been there all night, "Alone Again or", by Love, so I put it on the ipod, and then just left it going on random.

I got an email from the guy I'd stayed with last night, something about the stupid show on the tv.

I replied, he sent another one back, and I went back to work.

I was having a hell of a time trying to work out how to put a basic javascript function on the form for loading new data into the system I'm building.

Javascript is hideous at the best of times, letalone when I'm hung over.

A bit after midday I replied to the email, and asked what time lunch was, there was no reply, I guessed he'd gone out to lunch already, and forgotten to tell me again (that's been the case the last couple of days).

I just went back to working on the javascript stuff again, and didn't bother to go out for lunch.

I got the function I was trying to write working finally.

I received a reply to the email about lunch, at about 2pm, apparently the guy had gone to one of the other sites, and not been there.

I kept working, really feeling crook. I know the code I'm writing at the moment is crappy, I'll have to redo it properly later.

The DBA came down from upstairs for a chat, wanted to know what I was doing over the weekend, and I told him that I was planning on updating apache on the intranet server tomorrow, so it has php and pdflib support, so I can put up the internal version of the system I'm writing.

He asked if I'd sorted it out with the guy from Orange, to arrange the outage (even though it's on the weekend), which I had not done yet, and I realised I needed to talk to the building manager, to get 24 hours access on my card, so I could get into the building tomorrow.

He wanted me to go to his place on the weekend at some point, and sort out the ADSL he's had installed, he's having issues getting it sorted out with a firewall he's got, and getting it working with his laptop.

I said I'd probably end up there on Sunday to do that.

I followed him up to find the guy from Orange, and the building manager, to arrange me doing the work. While goind up the stairs, he commented on my shirt (about time, I'm surprised no one else has) and I told him the story about the running gag of the bad shirts.

I got upstairs, to speak to the guy from Orange, who'd wandered off somewhere at that point, and the few people around the place, including a couple of chicks from Agriculture, then had a bit of a laugh at my shirts.

The guy we'd been sending silly sms to last night was in the office, and he had a laugh.

We wandered around to find the guy from Orange, we found the building manager first, we started speaking to him, trying to sort out me getting extra access on my card.

The guy from Orange came back in the door at the point, and stopped for a chat to someone else with us.

I continued speaking to the building manager, he said that I couldn't get my access changed, because the pc they've got for editing the access levels is not working properly (the software which interfaces with the security system). He's called up, and is waiting to here back from the vendor.

The DBA said he'd lend me his 24 hour access card for the weekend then.

We the went to find the guy from Orange who'd wandered off again, found him, told him the story, and he arranged for the outage.

I went back to do some more work, it was now a bit after 3pm. A few minutes later I got the email detailing the outage.

The guy who is leaving this week, who we went to lunch with on Wednesday, was just on his way out, so we shook hands, and I said goodbye. He's leaving to go and do some sort of a bible studies course.

I'd had enough at this point. I'm really hungover, feeling crappy, can't think straight, haven't eaten anything all day, I think I might go home.

I was just about to find the DBA to get his access pass, and he was just coming to find me to give it to me because he was leaving. I decided to leave to at that point, so we swapped cards, I grabbed my stuff, and then three of us left, (the guy I stayed with last night was with him).

We went out to the carpark, and I was blasted by the heat. It had gotten close to 40C outside today, I hadn't realised, because I'd been inside since 10am.

We all left, it was about 4pm.

The other guys took off in front of me, I had to wait a minute, because I'd parked in the sun, and the seat of my bike was red hot. I got organised, and I left.

I ended up only a couple of cars behind the vw bug of my mate, and I followed him around to head to the freeway.

We didn't get far, and got stuck in a traffic jam. I looked to see what was going on, there was a fire engine parked blocking one lane, and the guys were spraying the grass in the median.

It took several minutes to get around the corner, I thought I was going to die, it was so hot, and I had my leather jacket on, not done up, but it was still too hot.

I was silly, I didn't think about the fact I had my backpack with me, I could have just shoved it in there, instead of wearing it. I didn't realise that until I was halfway down the freeway.

Anyway, I got round the corner, and everything merged to get past the fire engine, the grass in the middle was all burnt, so there had been a fire there. Probably some idiot flicked a cigarette butt there, and lit the grass on fire, because it was all dry.

Got past that, and got some speed up, I thought that would make me cool down a bit, but it was actually worse, hotter, when moving fast. I've not experienced that before.

I passed my mate's vw a few minutes later, and he ended up just behind me when we turned to get on the freeway. He hung there for a while, and then dropped back a bit when we hit the 110 zone.

At one point, a few minutes later, I thought I saw him a way back in my mirror, I just kept cruising home.

About halfway down the freeway, I passed the DBA, heh, he left a good few minutes before me.

I thought about pulling over, and taking my jacket off, and stuffing it in my bag, but I couldn't be bothered, and I was nearly home anyway.

I kept going, got back, headed for the supermarket. The ipod's battery ran out about 1 minute before I got to the supermarket, pretty good timing.

I went in, and got some food, juice, milk (no more polystyrene breakfast cereal).

I was feeling really crook now, hungover, tired, hot, annoyed.

I paid for the stuff, came out, shoved it in my backpack, along with my jacket, and rode home.

On the way home it was finally a bit cooler, I noticed a bit of cloud cover, it might rain a bit later.

I had a cool shower, felt a bit better after that.

I bummed around with the tivo for a while, I need to reimage it, haven't got the latest image to put on it. I was able to reconfigure th disk, and the serial port works fine, I just can't access the boot menu for some reason.

I played the guitar for a bit, and then I put the food on to cook for dinner.

I decided to watch a bit of tv (tivo), since I'm almost a week behind now, and stuff will start expiring and getting deleted before I've watched it.

It's storming a bit now, thunder and lighting, not very much rain though. Typical, here we go for another weekend where I can't do my washing, and I've got no clean clothes left.