Thursday Morning Rambles

Good morning

I feel pretty grotty at the moment. I didn’t sleep at all well for the second night in a row and spent a good part of the night on the loo, reading and watching George Bush Jr’s Space Exploration announcement on CNN and the free porn channel. On balance I think Mr Bush was far more exciting than the moans and groans of mammarialy enhanced starlets!

Sadly, I can see this initiative going the way of his father’s. I can’t help thinking that the baton for space exploration was first dropped by the Americans after Apollo. It was carried by the Soviet Union as they learned about living in space through the 70s and 80s. It’s now lying firmly on the earth and I can’t see Mr Bush’s efforts being anywhere near enough. But part of my heart yearns for it to be true.

I’m in work at the moment deciding how to start writing the audit report from yesterday’s interviews. The first thing I need to do is to see what holes I still have in the information I need to collect. My impression is that the Internet Team here are doing a very good job and my report is going to be very complimentary – that’ll be a nice change. It also means that the report will be shorter than one when I’ve got lots of moans and recommendations to make.

I’ll pack up as soon as possible this afternoon and head back to the UK. I’m felling so tired that I’m not relishing the idea of the long drive. However, I’ve got the audiobooks of Eoin Colfer’s superb Artemis Fowl books to listen to and keep me alert. I will also make sure I pull off the road and take catnaps whenever the fatigue threatens to overwhelm me. It’ll be good to get home.

Thursday Morning Rambles

Good morning

I feel pretty grotty at the moment. I didn’t sleep at all well for the second night in a row and spent a good part of the night on the loo, reading and watching George Bush Jr’s Space Exploration announcement on CNN and the free porn channel. On balance I think Mr Bush was far more exciting than the moans and groans of mammarialy enhanced starlets!

Sadly, I can see this initiative going the way of his father’s. I can’t help thinking that the baton for space exploration was first dropped by the Americans after Apollo. It was carried by the Soviet Union as they learned about living in space through the 70s and 80s. It’s now lying firmly on the earth and I can’t see Mr Bush’s efforts being anywhere near enough. But part of my heart yearns for it to be true.

I’m in work at the moment deciding how to start writing the audit report from yesterday’s interviews. The first thing I need to do is to see what holes I still have in the information I need to collect. My impression is that the Internet Team here are doing a very good job and my report is going to be very complimentary – that’ll be a nice change. It also means that the report will be shorter than one when I’ve got lots of moans and recommendations to make.

I’ll pack up as soon as possible this afternoon and head back to the UK. I’m felling so tired that I’m not relishing the idea of the long drive. However, I’ve got the audiobooks of Eoin Colfer’s superb Artemis Fowl books to listen to and keep me alert. I will also make sure I pull off the road and take catnaps whenever the fatigue threatens to overwhelm me. It’ll be good to get home.