Valentine’s Day. Gives you the dry boak, so it does.
/me hides flowers and sad helium balloon that his girlfriend sent to the office, requiring a well-timed journey from reception to desk via the back stairs so nobody would notice.
Lots of cool GNOME usability stuff on the boil at the moment, so much so that I shouldn’t really be sitting here typing. But I haven’t done an entry for a while, so I felt guilty.
/me hopes the pressie he sent his girlfriend turns up before she goes home tonight, or he’s for the high jump later.