Spent the day mostly tweaking normals. It wasn’t very exciting. Tomorrow I’ll look at biasing, that won’t be very interesting either. Walked Sasha, by god was it fucking cold. Went for a run this evening, that was also fucking cold. Just watching a documentary I recorded over Christmas about child racing drivers, karters. And it’s exactly as I’ve seen in the past. Parents living their dreams through their children. I used to race for a bit of fun, we were quite good in our class. Gave it up after ten years as we were all getting too bloody old and too many twats with too much money being a pain in the ass and taking it all too seriously. What I find disturbing is the pressure eight and ten year olds are put under. They have virtually bugger all chance of progressing anywhere, why don’t they just enjoy it. Later in life they’ll work out all they have to look forward to is a long delay to death so may as well have a bit of fun along the way.

Spent the day on shadows again. Not overly exciting, but got something checked-in in the end. Still not overly happy with it. Walked Sasha. Walked to the gym, did Pump, walked home. Started looking further afield for somewhere different. Time for a change.

Early start this morning. Had breakfast and coffee then took Sasha out for a short walk. Then I vanished. Can’t say where, can’t say when. All I will say is that I spent the best part of five hours in a hotel suite with five complete strangers and at no point did anyone take off more than their glasses. On the way home I had a vey large cornish pasty. I think I’ll leave it there.

Strange night last night. Jamie was snoring like a train so I went into the spare room. I then proceeded to be attacked, by myself. I was being held down on the bed and the sheet was being pulled down tight over me, I could not,using all my force move. I tried to scream, but nothing came out. This of course was all self imposed. Worrying isn’t it. Still, got to sleep eventually. Working on shadows again today, not a huge amount of progress but at least everyone left me alone. Walked to gym, did Combat, walked home. Busy day tomorrow, going to be interesting for sure.

Finally got an email from the Hard Rock Hotel, confirming my reservation. It will be interesting as I have pay it on Euro on arrival, so lets keep an eye on that as it could bankrupt me. So now need to sort transfers, club reservations and restaurants. One for net week. Bad sleep pattern again today/last night. Very restless, was up at 4AM. Didn’t get to rest again until about 9AM. Didn’t get up until midday. Started on the diy, been sometime since I’ve looked at that. Did an hour and then took Sasha out for a couple of hours. Tried to do a home check but they were unavailable. Got on with the sanding, They called me back and I popped over there early evening. So half the sanding is now done, I’ve made a good job of that wall. Again, perhaps I should be revising coding techniques that I’ve never used, but fuck it, I’ve been doing it for thirty years, they either like me or they don’t. Everything is now covered in dust. Had a bath. It’s going to be a fun week ahead.

I wish I could divulge more about the above statement but I can’t which is a great shame. But I’ve been sent a list of people, who I’m going to have an interaction with, I’ve got at least ten years on all of them. It will be a very interesting meeting. I just have a feeling that I may be defeated by a guy with a college degree when I have thirty years experience. Still, we shall see. Had breakfast, walked the dog. Went into town in the afternoon. Didn’t do much. Looked at shoes, you can never have enough shoes. Had a Chinese. He was livid.

I did try and get Jamie to organise the above, gave up and did it myself in a couple of minutes. And you thought the title would be something about Trump? Nah, may be tomorrow, I haven’t watched any of it yet. Spent the day working on shadows and stuff, was quite interesting, got nice results in the end but needs far more work. Walked Sasha. Walked to the gym, did Pump, walked home. Did the washing, normal Friday shit. No real plans for the weekend. I haven’t been in a flying mood recently, I think it’s just a January thing, it was the same last year, will probably ramp it up again Easter time.

Spent basically the whole day playing with depth. And at the end of it came to the conclusion that it’s not really that deep and you can’t do much with it other than sample the shit out of it. Here end the lesson. Walked Sasha, it was quite nice out today if somewhat chilly. Went for a run. Must get back to normal hours again next week. Still not sure whats happening Tuesday yet, haven’t heard anymore. I think though I’m of the opinion that no one has ever died due to a bug in a game and if someone tried to phone me at 3AM I’d rip off their head.

Work was fine I guess. Trying to work on something but many interruptions. But at the end of the day I did stumble on an outstanding bug that’s been there for years, even fixed it, well left instructions to fix it I had to go to Pump. Walked Sasha, it didn’t rain for once. Did Pump as I said. Did more work, need to get out of that habit again but we do have a very important deadline coming up, so I’ll let it go for the moment. Sat down and cruised travel insurance, then bought some. Settled on our Ibiza hotel. Now when I book a hotel room, a part sea view will not do. Now here’s an odd thing, apart from really old family holidays probably almost thirty years ago now I’m not sure my sister and I have ever actually done anything together apart from Monday night Combat and a trip to Lucknam Park. I’m trying to think, but I really have no recollection of us ever doing anything together, as in just the two of us. Odd that, after forty-five years. So this will be the first time, and also probably the last. We are both accelerating towards death, so yes, I think she’ll like the room.

On a completely unrelated note, if you get the chance, watch, ‘Dawn French – 30 Million Minutes’. It’s a bit of a slow starter but has some golden moments. Especially the bit where she’s describing trying to get a piece of glass out of her mothers muff.

So spent all night awake and peeing rather a lot. So those were a lot of good, think I’ll just go back to the wine. Work was spent looking for a couple of rouge polygons, seven hours later and passed to the offending artist. Walked Sasha in the bloody drizzle again. Went for a run this evening. Then managed to bottle twenty-nine bottles of Pinot.