Airports and Towers

Against all odds I am still alive. Driving to and from Edinburgh Airport at four in the morning isn't something I would recommend to anyone - in retrospect I probably should have tried to sleep before going, but I doubt that it would have made much difference. There is something nice about being able to drive so freely at that time in the morning, with nothing else on the road except the occasional lorry.

Today has been spent sleeping, and in my spare time I've also done some more work on the game that I mentioned some months ago, which is now called "Treasure Tower". All programming projects fall behind schedule, and the prediction that I would be able to "churn out rooms at warp speed" seems particularly laughable looking back at it, but there are now one hundred rooms in the game - so I think it's about half finished. Progress has been good enough to warrant a preview, which I've put up on the Daily Click. If anyone's interested, I'm willing to give out the source CCA to anyone relatively trustworthy - perhaps even to get some rooms from guest room builders.

Icons

I have tried to find more and more inventive ways of wasting time, but I think it's genuinely now time to dissemble the computer and go to bed. The likelihood of being online very much for the next two weeks is a bit slim because of still only having 56k Internet at my parent's house, but it's better than nothing. I just called it "my parent's house" instead of "my house". That's really weird.

I wanted to quickly make some icons to fill up the three extra spaces that freeloading users like me have been given, but it turned into an hour-long task because I quickly realised that I had no idea what to put in them. After looking through my Pictures directory I was inspired to create three that were at least vaguely relevant to my life. I'm sure that like the other three before them they'll be deleted and replaced regularly until I come up with a winning lineup - I don't think my other three icons have changed for at least a year now.

The only one I'm not positive about is the last one. I'm not entirely sure what was going through my head when I made it. Then again, I'm not entirely sure what was going through my head when I decided to chain my milk to the fridge in the first place.