Ok, I've left it a few days again, and I can't really remember what happened the last few days.

On Thursday..

I slept late, got to work at 11.30am.

I was in a meeting, so I missed the email from the guy upstairs telling me that lunch was on (at about 12.30), so I didn't see it until 20 minutes later.

I went up, but they'd gone out to lunch.

A chick who used to work up here is back up for a couple of days, so I chatted to her for a while, and then we went across the road and got lunch.

I had stacks of work to do, so I got takeaway, came back to work, and got back to work.

I went upstairs again a couple of hours later, the guy up there wanted me to look at a script I'm helping him with.

When I went up there, the first thing I could hear was some alarm going off. Apparently it's a gas leak alarm, there's no gas leak, but the alarm needs to be manually reset, and it's in a cabinet that only the building manager has a key for, and he's not here today, so we had to put up with incessant beeping.

The guy who we took the photos for the benefit of last week was up here today, so this morning, they'd put the screensaver I made up on his laptop while he was across the road getting a coffee, apparently it had gone off pretty well.

I started looking at the script, and the guy showed me that he'd been sent a few silly things through the internal mail the last couple of days, including a bottle of talcum powder, by the chick we went to lunch with a few days ago.

while we were working on the script, she came over, and sat behind us, mucking around and annoying us.

The guy I was working on the script with grabbed the bottle of talcum powder, opened it, turned around, and sprayed it all over her.

She just sat there for a minute, and then she got up and went back to her desk. It was pretty funny.

She came back about 5 minutes later though, grabbed the bottle, tried to spray it down the shirt of the guy I was working with, but he'd closed it, so nothing came out.

They kept mucking around, and eventually went outside to have a smoke, I stayed there working on the script, trying to work out the issue with escaping dollar signs in the shell, but because they'd taken their noise away, now all I could hear was the alarm beeping.

They came back a bit later, and then the guy who we'd put the screensaver on his pc was complaining that some files were lost off the server he uses.

I said I'd go and run a disk check on it, since the machine keeps crashing, has to be hard reset, and doesn't check it's disks when it comes back up.

I went into the computer room, scheduled boot time disk checks on the server, and rebooted it.

There were errors on both partitions, but when it was all finished, there was no files magically reappeared, and there were no lost clusters files created.

When I came out of the computer room (I was in there for nearly 1/2 hour) my mobile reception came back, and I got a message, the other guy had left.

I don't think I'll go to the pub this afternoon anyway.

I spoke to the guy about his files, I said that perhaps the machine is backed up, and we could restore some old files.

I went over, spoke to the sysadmin, he had a look, we didn't think that machine had ever been backed up, but he looked anyway, and found that it had been, about a month before the missing files went missing.

We couldn't restore them though, the tapes aren't loaded, and we don't know where they are.

At this point, most of the people in the office had left (it was now nearly 7pm) so all you could hear was the alarm going off, incredibly annoying.

I went down, grabbed my stuff, and left.

I got home just after 8pm, had dinner, played the guitar for a bit, and watched some tv.

About 10.30pm, my mate who I'm supposed to be going to the computer fair with on Saturday called me.

He said there was a fair on Sunday as well, so he wanted to know if I wanted to go up to Newcastle on Saturday, go out in Newcastle on Saturday night, stay up there (at the guy's place who crashed my bike), and get up and go to the fair on Sunday.

I said that sounded ok, he said he'd ring me on Saturday and work it out, and then got off the phone.

I played the guitar and watched the tv a bit more, and then I remembered that I arranged to go and see The Beatels on Saturday night. I didn't call my mate back, I'd just tell him on Saturday when I spoke to him.

I went to bed a bit after that.