I don't know how such a good day turned into an absolute misery within the space of ten minutes. I started a little later than usual this morning; after a proactive day yesterday and DDS saying the breakfast was off the cards this morning I decided to get into the workshops at about tenish.

The first sign that something was up was when I thermoformed a sheet of plastic, but totally forgot to put the mould into the machine. One highly patterned sheet of high impact polystyrene. Anyway, after this things picked up; I got some lunch in the tower and checked my mail.

I was really surprised to see two more comments on my dissertation post, and even more surprised when I saw who it was. Molly and Joe, both top brass in accessibility and all things good in webdesign, had both checked out the dissertation. Can't say fairer than that - it put a smile on my face for the rest of the afternoon. Well. That is until I discovered that for the second time my mould former was too small (and therefore my mouldings), the resin for my cast hadn't been mixed thoroughly enough and so didn't 'go off', and one of my rapid prototypes snapped. I was not a happy bunny. I put my stuff away, checked my email again (which only annoyed me further) and went home.

What is frustrating but shouldn't be, is that it is a bank holiday weekend. I hear the cries of 'surely you want a day off', but alas no, this is more annoying than not as it's one less day in the workshop and one day closer to the Big Handin. Argh.

Tonight I party. There is no point in wasting a perfectly good opportunity to get drunk, and on the face of it, the majority of web-related-stuff is looking not too bad even if the workshop stuff is doing my nut in. I think I'm going to treat myself to a satay.