Today I began on my next project (which is a bit wrong considering I have sooo much on at the moment). Basically my uncle needs a site for his disability/mobility company, Dolphin Lifts, so I've spent the past few hours playing around sorting that out while simulataneously making prompted changes to the Dynamic Teamwear website prototype.

Aside from the usual web chaos I have taken a multitude of calls today ranging from sorting out when and how I'm going to get back to uni (which definitely is going to be Saturday now) through to where I'm staying this weekend and how to solve problems with iTunes. Apparently people have this misconception that I am a cheap call centre - and when I come to think of it, I pretty much am. At least there are always a hell of a lot of people out there who owe me drinks. Keeps my costs down.

James sent me another itinary today. I'm glas he is doing most of the organising this year, not as he thinks because I've always done it in the past, but actually, because I don't have any time. The plan now looks like we are flying into San Franscisco late August, spending a few days there, then jumping on a tour of the western seaboard for a week. This is a new concept for us as previously we have arranged everything for our trips, but the benefits here are that we can try some of that thing everyone else talks about… erm… relaxing… that's it.

Once the tour is done we've deceided to chop San Diego as although it's a ridiculously cheap flight (GBP 14!) we need to lose some days. So we will carry on via Chicago (We don't know if we are stopping there yet) then heading on up to Toronto. I'm detecting James is a little unhappy with the extra GBP 80 we are spending here, but I've been a bit firm here as I really would like to see the Canadians again (the family) including Joel who is the new arrival since I last travelled there.

Then on from Toronto to D.C. and N.Y.C. and finally home. Originally we were going to be doing one of our internals on September 11th, which I was a bit uncomfortable about. It's not the fear of something happening, but more just it feels wrong to do that. I don't know.

So the summer is coming together nicely, unlike my work now - I really am going to have to put some graft in, but I've got to go to the pub now, so it'll have to be tommorow...