Saturday, February 12, 2011
Becstarr - Smuggling watermelons
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Ben - Still making things
Monday, December 20, 2010
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Saturday, December 11, 2010
falsedan - making stuff
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Shoshe - thief!
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Shoshe - Sugarshack!
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Jen - Off we go
YL - job application period closed!
Now to wait for the interviews you might might get and then find out which jobs you might might get offered.
(This all assuming the people haven't preselected who they want and are interviewing you for numbers sake.)
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Jen - I runned it!
Monday, August 2, 2010
Ben - Academics of the Carribean
In further news shiver me timbers, ye scurvy swabs, etc.
Kit is not bakeoff champion
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Jen - school holidays again
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Shoshe - Berries-R-Us
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Shoshe - Guardian of the Compost
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Epic Kit!
I had arranged to go mountain biking in the afternoon with a friend from out of town. 30 mins before I was supposed to leave (late), the General Manager turns up, then I make my escape (normal knock-off time), then I get a text from a colleague saying: He wants to talk to you, urgent!. Me: Can it be done by phone? Him: He will call you. Then I have this “meeting” whilst driving (I don’t remember anything about the drive – I can see why it is so dangerous), arguing with the GM about why I need to delay a big piece of equipment by year, but how it won’t affect the project at all.
And then did I mention the bike dramas? The night before, I go to check on the bike, tyres are a bit down, so I try and pump up the rear one, end up fully deflating it, then snap the valve off the tube (means it won’t ever pump up), so I go to change the tube, find that the rubber of the tyre has glued itself to the rim of the wheel so I can’t take it off. Then after I left work, I went past a shop to see if they could replace it, and *he* couldn’t – he was asking if I had used a special glue or compound to fill the tyre, left the wheel with him to try and fix. And that’s when I got the text about the GM wanting to talk to me. Then I race home, pick up my spare wheel with the city slick tyre (mostly flat), and drive out to meet the friend. I'm only one hour later than we had originally planned. Mountain biking on a city slick tyre? It can be done, but looks really silly!


