A while back, I had an awesome Sunday. Saturday I setup a table in the living room. Since Ive moved in there has been this glass panel thats been leaning against one of the walls in there rather non-conspicuously. That, and well another set of weird stands that I hid in my room, at the foot of my bed. The landlord said it was for a glass table. Oh really...

To be quite honest, I couldnt for the life of me see, initially, how the hell this glass panel and two stands equate into a table. Saturday had glass table written up all over it. I placed the two wierd non-glass table looking stands on the flood and wondered about the floor trying to conceptionally place the glass panel and these two metal stand things in my head. I stood around for a while. I even sat down and pondered it. I couldnt figure it out, I started thinking that my abilities of logic and reason where evading me. Out of pure desperation, I went and looked in the basement(were going to call it a basement but basically its unused stair case going nowhere from under the kitchen counter). I came across a beam, that had the same non-tablenses that those two other stands had: there was consistency! I took it, placed it on the floor along the other suspects. It started to make sense, a little: it needed another beam of the same untableness for it to start looking complete. I went down to the basement in search. I found it, buried under some stuff and due fully brought it up to what had now seemed like a murder scene, sorta like a line up. Anyway, with the last part if the puzzle all in place, my logic and reason came back from their leave if absence. It was now the complete armature for a glass table! Fantastic. Wait. There are no bolts to put it altogether - right off to the hardware store. I eventually got the right fittings and made my way home. I fitted it all together and bang I had a glass table. I wont mention, oh but I will, that in my basement investigations, I found yet another table, also in hiding, concealed and non-conspicuous almost like I had discovered a breed of table. I have a glass table now, very conspicuous but nicely so. To celebrate my DIY mastery, I went out and wondered into a clothes store that had a coat that I had my eye on for weeks. I bought it: took it to the counter and the dude said was I a member of the VIP program. I wasnt so I said I wasnt. He said that if I was Id get the coat 30% off. Oh right, unlucky I guess.

He said that wed just say I was right... so he gave me a 30% discount. That was pretty sweet. He liked my Chicago white socks top, and I told him where I got it from. I kinda felt I needed to give back something, so my secret jacket outlet was revealed. Oh well. I also popped into Argos to get a fold up chair. Thatd really complete the lineup.

That was Saturday. Sunday was better because, I sat at my table in all its newly assembled glory all day and programmed, geeked out and had some good computer and technology fun again! And I realised, I really needed that glass table. Well done Stuart! Its the small seemingly boring, that when i get so much out if them fascinate me the most.

Decided to start listening to Red Hot Chili peppers today in the tube to work - I woke up wanting that. Is that very bizarre? I didnt sleep all that well, 79% apparently. Look thats not that bad but Im not keen on it hampering me today. -insert- So as it happens i went for my run and I dont know if it was because of my sleeping hiccup but I had a stitch the whole time, funny though it wasnt bad time wise - I compared the stats from the previous run I did and it was actually pretty close. So maybe just a bad run, huh?