 16:54:04. Shame,
really - the clouds cleared and we had sunlight but the trees still looked very wintery. I don't think I would have taken so many
pictures of trees, but hey . . . The river follows what is often a fairly deep valley, hence amount of sunlight fluctuated with the
bends and the time of day and, erm . . . yeah. Stuff. This water seems to change colour. Blue here and yet grey in the next picture.
 16:54:04 (eh?).
See what I mean? There's green stuff coming through but not enough. There's not really much more I can say about this picture. I think
I really need to update the whole log processing mechanism. I keep seeing strange IP addresses. Who are you all? I need mechanisms
to report frequency of visit by IP address but also by top level domain and blah, blah, blah. Whatever. And we want pictures, too.
Well, not pictures . . . erm . . . graphs, that's it. This picture's all blurry. M****, what you playing at here?
 16:58:04. Hmmmm,
what could this be? Trees? Water? Interesting. On my way back from work today, it was horrible. Erm, see . . . I was cycling back along
the canal and I thought, for a moment, "God, is it raining?" as my face was getting pelted by tiny raindrop-like things. But, no, it
wasn't rain, it was horrible little insects. Clouds and clouds of insects. I felt somehow violated as several more went down my
throat.
 17:00:00. Now, I
like this one, but then any combination of sunlight and water tends to do it for me. But, erm . . . see, I couldn't leave the office until
something like five to six today as this guy was talking to me. I don't mind too much, only he kept saying, "Anyway, what you still doing
here? Shouldn't you be home?" and, of course, you can't say, "I'm talking to you, freak."
  And then,
two minutes later . . . I walk away. Two different angles, taken five seconds within each other. And, erm, I couldn't believe how much
bruising that needle caused. Did I mention this? The doctors? Oh, no, that's tomorrow. Ooops. Next picture.
 17:02:08.
Oh yes, and James replied to my . . . erm, I was going to say e-mail but I think he was responding to something I wrote here in this
web-log thing. That'll be on the 8th then. I like that. Maybe I should respond here. Yes, James, it is a Canon Ixus II and, whilst
not brilliant, it's certainly more than adequate for what I need it for at the moment. I think the pictures you speak of are there,
actually. My birthday was Friday but the celebratory night out was Saturday, see? I hope that clears things up. S'pose I better put
another picture up. Yawn.
 17:03:07.
Well, regarding those domain names, all the .co.uk's are gone except for the last one. You can verify here if you want.
But, erm, to be honest, James, I don't really think the others would see the point and any benefit to be had. Hell, I can barely
see any point to this, but hey . . . nice idea, though. Can you get free web-log writing software/applications? I did all this myself,
you see, and it's not exactly user friendly . . . doesn't really need to be, see. Oh, sorry, nearly forgot. This is a picture of
Anna running away from M****. I think M**** was trying to take a picture of Anna.
 17:03:09. Anna,
if you want this picture removing, just let us know, yeah? We were trying to look surly, I believe. Well, erm . . . that's what I was
doing. I had no idea what was happening to my left. Well, as you can probably tell, Anna did let me know.
 17:07:04. Yeah,
I like this one. It's a tree, yeah? S'right, a tree. I like all the pink in this picture. Oh dear. I've gotta go. Apparently I promised
to prepare some chicken and potatoes at M****'s house. Did I? Apparently. P'raps just a few more pictures though.
 17:08:09. The
same tree. Blah, blah, blah. I think I need some of these BR things. Erm . . .
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