You hear that, Mr Andersen?

We are family...

They were an hour or two late, but Coolmoves eventually turned up, and everything but my phones and kitchen gear are now taking up most of the parents' garage. So - I guess I'm now pretty much moved.

I'm really glad I didn't try to do it all myself - I mean, I could have done it, but it would have been a pretty miserable exercise. As it turns out, I had almost exactly one truckload of heavy furniture, and just enough cash to pay for the hour's worth of moving. What's more, it all fitted into the garage fine - I was even able to clear the boxes out of the room where Giffy is going to be staying.

Now, all I have to do is help the others - probably a bit of light moving on Saturday, and some heavy stuff on Sunday. And then that will be the end of the Nairn St flat.

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I was trying to write something earlier, but my youngest sister was watching TV in the same room. Normally the problem with this situation would be the mesmerising effect that television has on me, but that wasn't what drove me from the room. No, the problem with being in the same room as my sister when she has the remote is that you've no chance to be mesmerised - the channels are flicking by too fast. This is just one of the adjustments I'm going to have to make now that I'm living at home for a while.

Another is much, much later meal-times, and later activity in general. It's not uncommon for Dad to wait until Mum and my youngest sister are back from dialysis to have dinner - which means dinner at 10pm. I used to be a bit of a night owl, but I think I've lost the habit; I guess if I want to eat earlier, I'll have to start cooking earlier. :)

It's interesting how different people deal with being thrust back with their parents. I think I get on pretty well with mine, but I wouldn't want to live at home for an extended period - though I might feel differently if I had access to all my stuff while I was here. Staying here for the two weeks until my settlement date should be fine, though.

Speaking of which... I guess I should put some thought towards a housewarming type of thing.

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Good day at work today - and not just because I left at 3pm. :) I was able to finally finish a bunch of stuff, and do one or two neat things for people that should mean that some stuff that I've been doing by hand-crafted one-liners can be made the responsibility of someone more appropriate. Lots of SQL-y goodness, too.

As I've mentioned to some people, yesterday I asked a senior production person why we were so busy so early - surely we were quieter at a similar stage for the other stuff we've done? His take was: we're scheduled as if for an action film with some CG components, but we're actually doing a CG-heavy film with some action components. On the other hand, we don't seem to be doing to badly when it comes to turning stuff around, so I guess we must have learned something from the other films.

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Those of you who've been typing a while - do you ever notice how fast you're going? Like, how your fingers just go duh-duh-duh-duh, and you've just typed "australopithicus" or "notwithstanding"? (Or if you're anything like me, you've typed "noteithstanfing" or something - but for commoner words, and with a more familar keyboard, I do better.)

I think I did once try one of those "teach yourself typing" programs, but basically the reason I can type at a decent speed is two-fold - the old university BBS, and programming. It may be different now in the days of gui graphic designers, but back in the day, the simple fact that you've got to churn out so many lines of code means that you get pretty fast by the end of your degree.

Also, as a free bonus, you got OOS! We didn't know how lucky we were...

Okay, I can tell I'm tired - I'm tempted to sing along with Dora the Explorer. "Boingy, boingy, boingy, get the stones to sing!"

Okay, yep, I'm going to bed. Goodnight!

(11 days until settlement!)

Posted by svend at February 4, 2005 9:34 PM