Pleased

Spent most of the day (well, from noonish onwards) transcribing a single eight-page screen formular and its associated object actions (i.e. how a button knows what to do when you click on it) for the Münsters; packaged that up and sent it off.

To the office for two hours during the afternoon, to discuss both competitions with G, U and the two new hires who will remain anonymous for the time being. The second competition is floundering in waffling indecision, due in my 'umble opinion to too much theorification and not enough butts-on-chairs time. Architects have a horror of signage and would like to pretend that an ideal world could function without it, and therefore that this world must function without it. This leads to long and futile discussions of urban-planning theories and viewing angles and suchlike, whereas out here in the real world we all know perfectly well that the client will tack up a half-dozen signs the second your back is turned, dear Architect, so just suck it up and let us move on to something important, please.

I have sadly, after much struggle, decided not attend Princess' birthday jamboree tomorrow. It's just irresponsible to walk away from the competition for three days (I'd thought it would be one and a half days, with a single overnight stay) less than two weeks before it has to be handed in; and the Münsters need to be fed regularly to keep them happy. Sigh.

And now, to bed—well before midnight! [Updated] Wrong! I looked into Second Life "just for five minutes" and spent an hour chatting.