One of those days...

I didn't get out of the wrong side of the bed, but sure felt like it.
Nothing major, just niggle niggle niggle niggle AAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH...

What I really want to do is take the target Pikachu, embroider the appropriate software logos* on, take it down to Winter Weekend, torture it for a while, then blow it up.

Then it started raining on the way home...

Interum consolation has involved potato chips (dinner ie real food having been delayed). Doesn't work that well.

Still grumpy.

* I can accept much more calmly the late afternoon spent correcting a fuckup whereby I was using the wrong number of years for part of the SAS scripts. Fair cop. Can understand and fix that. Annoying though it may be, it does explain some slightly dodgy numbers. The early part of the afternoon when Excrementel decided to sort 02 after 01 - 09... After it had spent most of the morning working fine... TLA, Police areas, Police districts, etc are an absolute mess in some places, especially when dealing with survey sites.