Thankfully the webspace is now back up and running meaning that at 5pm today I finally sent out our 'press release'.However our progress may be thwarted once more as tomorrow there are nationwide university lecturer strikes, which means that the IDT Stash t-shirt/polo/hoody launch email could get delayed by a further day. Please no; it's only been a week already.

On the brighter side, I picked up a cool 75 on my DesignWeek work (still not allowed to show), and I am very very pleased. This has been the first project and grade that I scored a first in that wasn't entirely marked on a computer based output. We'll it was, but this time it was the product being marked.

This has done wonders for morale, as did the arrival (pick up) of the new phone. Despite my hardest attempt to get rid of the thing, I have succumbed and will be keeping the little fella, however there is still a feeling of guilt inside me. Hopefully the fact I can now control iTunes from the comfort of my bed and a 0.7 megapixel on-board camera upgrade will cheer me up.

Nick was looking quite stressed out today. I did feel sorry to be bothering him about the phone, but at least ir's now one less thing for him to be worried about, and one more thing to distract me from MDP2, which according to my schedule, should have started today. Alas, Flash web application development got in the way. As is life.

I can tell from now on in, this is where it's going to get tough.

It strikes me now that I am literally a matter of weeks away from the end of university life as I know it, and this 'final push' is going to sum up my entire academic life. But that's all rather philosophical, so instead I'll tell you what I remember about Echos last night.

Sean and I were the only two out from The Palace, so we went on a Bargain Booze run, carefully treading through the Pikey Gaunlet, where if you hesitate for too long you end up with two quid in your hand and a firm request for a bottle of Zeppelin.

One bottle of rose and a bottle of cider each later and it was clear the night had already started. Echos was busy; loads of people were out, but it all becomes rather dilute from here on in. That is until i got outside and went to Subway. After purchasing my sub meal, I allowed Psycho a taste of my fanta, and much to my disappointment he hurled the drink down the market place towards the bus stop. The sub was nice anyway, and I very much doubt Psycho will remember any of it.

Today I managed to awake fairly early considering the nature of the night before, and I got on with some web design. A few hours later and I'm quite pleased how well the whole thing is shaping up. This is a Good Thing, because if that hadn't been going well the fact I still can't access my FTP would have dragged me into a state of annoyance. I want to start selling shirts tomorrow, but until this gets fixed, I'm stuck. I'm hoping we'll be good to go by lunchtime.

It's strange how I rope myself into something new at every turn. Not that that's a bad thing, just it tends to cramp up your diary space when you accept business partnerships, especially when it is the second one in the space of a year. Looks like I've got myself some calendar business going.

I've spent today polishing up the IDT Stash site and my new portfolio, and all in all I'm ready to go, except that I am having issues with my webhosts who appear to have done something to my account which means I can't access my FTP and upload the new versions. It's really quite annoying.

Last night, despite my best intentions I didn't get to go out. the rest of my house told me they weren't making an effort and as there was little in the way of other people out, I thought I'd call it quits and defer until tonight, which is what I'm doing.

This weekend is proving to be one of the best in a while. I'm loving the 'three-day' setup, after I gave myself Friday off following the Thursday handin.

I'm back in the thick of it next week though.

This time last year I had never done an "all nighter", but this year they seem to have become almost part of my university timetable, which is very unfortunate as it messes with my body clock. For instance, I now need to go to bed.

Yesterday started at 9am and concluded at 6.30am the next morning when I cycled home to a luminous blue sky and with total lack of feeling in my extremities, and all in the name of industrial design. It then restarted two hours later and finished properly at 3pm with the hand in. Not pleasant. Currin did similar and told me he was in such a state that he couldn't actually speak at 8am this morning.

But now it's over, which means one thing - and no, it's not freedom and playtime, it catch up on the work I've not been able to pursue so far due to the coursework. I've also got to start shifting some shirts, get my new (stop-gap) portfolio online and retrieve my new phone from wherever it's eluding me.

Time for the land of nod, I'm drifting off already...

I'm back on that bandwagon of love called work, so hang in for another day or so until I can post something with style and substance.

Laters.