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I'm not going to be homeless when I move, the Old Foy network has come through. Yippee!

For gods' sake, every time we think the drilling has finished they start up again. Shut up already. Earplugs are no substitute for not having building works going on right in our walls.

Rereading Ken Macleod's Fall Revolution novels. I've not read them for a while and have been pleasantly encountering bits I'd forgotten. Lots of chewy politics, in books with timelines set pre-and post-Singularity that entangle so that you find out how the far-future world came to be. Memorable characters, too. I'm enjoying them a lot and still have my favourite of them to come (The Cassini Division).

"But al thing in this worlde adoun is lyk vnto a cake fulle of beares"

Overheard in rapid succession during a fire-drill:

"And to deflate a Dalek you have to lie on it, which you don't necessarily want to be seen doing..."
"I really don't want that fisherman knowing where I live."
"Yeah, the universe is still under my desk, we're trying to work out what do do with it, we don't want to break it up."

I'm going to miss my colleagues.