Monday, September 15, 2008 - 21:34
It's surprisingly hard to find a good sausage sandwich in the morning that meets all my criteria - taste, texture, price, satisfaction of purchase, distance from work. Clearly this is a very important issue that needs addressing, so I shall be keeping a record of my future sausage sandwich purchases. Today I stopped at Make Mine on Regent Street having been enticed by their offer of a DIY sandwich chalked on a board outside their establishment. I was most impressed by their sandwich configuration options, but for you dear readers I stuck true to my quest. The service was very quick, it was a good price at £1.80 and on my regular route to work. Best of all it came in a very satisfying thick foil wrapper. Upon unwrapping I was most pleased at the amount of sausage I got for my money and happy that they were of that dense type that isn't full of rusk and fat as is so popular with many a greasy spoon (what kind of sausages are either of those, anyone?). The bread was also slightly toasted and unbuttered. I'm usually a bit wary of toasted bread in a sandwich, but was pleasantly surprised to find it was soft to the bite.

Overall I'm going to give this an 7/10.

I'd just like to add that I'll be using the same sauce each time- Stokes Real Brown Sauce. Mmm.

Friday, September 12, 2008 - 10:48
My current house looks like a bit of a pikey hell hole, it's cheap and the people are nice though so hey ho. Unfortunately we've recently had someone move in whom our landlord described as "cool and laidback" but I would describe as "an annoying arse". So far his annoyances have only been minor and not really bothered me too much (Actually that's a lie. He shaves in our bathroom sink, never rinses it and leaves his horrible ginger hairs all over it, then proceeds to stand in the kitchen all night juggling cocktail shakers. That's quite bothersome) but now he's decided he's a wicke' wicke' DJ aaaaayee! and is busting out some 'bangin' choons' on his set of decks. I was able to bear this out but I think I reached the end of my tether at 6am this morning when he started making a noise that I can only descibe as throwing cricket balls at his floor/my ceiling. There shall be words had this evening...
frustrations, house, Life
Wednesday, September 3, 2008 - 16:56
This blog has actually been running in various forms since 1999, I won't bore you with the "musings" of a stupid teenager archives, so it's a bit of a fake first post. Recently, I've left the warmth and comfort of academic life and consequently had to get a real job. The change of lifestyle has not quite been as smooth as expected. I still have the student financial situation and student grade house. I seem to have not been elevated to the status of a "Real Person" in the office either and still addressed as "oi student".  So far, I'm not seeing any advantages to this current situation, in fact my lot seems to have decreased somewhat as I now have to deal with some rather silly people on occasion. It's only Wednesday and so far this week I've had to argue with someone about why they won't give DNS control for a site we manage to us, essentially due to them cocking things up a lot in the past, claiming that they need it to "maintain a complex multi-site, load-balanced intranet" o_O (they're only doing the email it turns out). Yesterday at a very late point in the afternoon a client of a client emailed requesting some information about our web data capture system and how they use it. This would be fine if this system had actually existed and they didn't want it for tomorrow, we had been told "Don't worry,  you don't have to do anything!" three weeks earlier. Oops. Oh well, hopefully either a) the stupid people will go away or the 99.99% more likely option b) my spirit will be broken and I will turn into a bitter vengegeful witch. Oh wait...
frustrations, Work
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