Passionate · Intensity

I call the helpdesk, and they say that yes, I have been migrated to the new account, and that it should work with my same password. I tell them it doesn't. They ask me to try it again and tell them the error code, so I do.

Time passes...

The helpdesk calls me back and tells me they've migrated me back to the old account. I try that. It doesn't work. They go off to look into it.

Time passes...

The helpdesk calls me back for additional details, and then quickly calls me back again to say that because they've had me try to login (and fail) so many times now, my account is locked out, and I have to call a different helpdesk.

I call the second helpdesk, identify myself, they reset my account and hang up.

I try to login. It still doesn't work.

At this point I gave up and went to the office instead.

Bah.

Saturday night : TG - drunk!
Sunday day : Expo - hungover!
Sunday night : Delirious. Ouch.
Monday Night : The Ball - very drunk!
Tuesday Day : Asleep.
Tuesday Night : Hungover.

a) Mandatory department meeting taking all day
b) Mandatory dinner following the meeting
c) Getting to the dinner and realising that half the department hadn't come and I could probably have got away with blowing it off
d) Realising upon leaving the dinner that I'd drunk far too much red wine
e) Waking up this morning feeling thoroughly hung over

Ug.

Still not quite sure why I decided upon getting in last night feeling thoroughly blasted that this was clearly the perfect moment to reply to various e-mails/LJ comments etc. ...

Current Mood:

groggy

I'm starting to really look forward to the upcoming Sin City film. I've found with both Miller and Rodriguez that I haven't enjoyed their recent works as much as their earlier stuff, but well, on the one hand this film seems to be focused on adopting the Sin City books I actually enjoyed, and on the other hand, the images they've released so far (both posters and stills) are stunning.

Miller is certainly not what you'd call a naturalist artist, but somehow they've found a way to take his extreme high contrast style and put it on the screen. Apparantly there's a six minute sequence available for download in the seedier parts of the internet, but I've yet to turn up a working link.

( Some stills from the film )

Planning to go see the Hellboy movie tonight. When I was in Forbidden Planet the other day they had a full size copy of Rasputin's outfit behind the tills (but without the big hand in the still below). Oddly it looked to be cut for someone about 7' tall, but at least that saved me from being tempted to buy it...

Damn I hate ironing, why hasn't the future delivered some kind of magical labour saving device to do it for me yet?

Maybe I should get a maid...

Last night, it seemed to me something was off. It was nice to be back at a full-on TG after the relaxed summer scene, but somehow it didn't click for me. Still, I drank too much and had a great time.

( Self Indulgent Rambling Below, Beware... )

Current Mood:

tired

About time too.

From surfing around it seems my thought's on XXXStatic are pretty typical. It was a good launch night, and there's nothing wrong with it that can't be cured with a bit of thought and some more people turning up.

I'm told the plan was to open the two main dancefloors that TG uses at Mass, but due to numbers being a bit low they only opened one on the night. The Dungeon space was right on the main dance floor, which certainly set the mood, but seemed to scare people off a bit - didn't see too much playing going on. Still, a good vibe, fun people, and a good time was had by all...

...well at least until we left. For some reason Brixton was utterly devoid of minicab drivers (hope it's not some sort of clampdown), so we had to night bus it home to Hackney. Took over 90 minutes in the cold, and since we'd left when Rose started falling asleep it wasn't well appreciated. Grr.