A late post
Mar. 14th, 2003 07:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chrisvenusThis was started on Wednesday and forgotten about. Here it is:
Yesterday was far too long a day. On monday I got an e-mail offering me more work with a deadline of lunch time today. I get the vague brief but with details to be confirmed tuesday morning. I decide it shouldn't take too long. Five or six hours maybe. So starting on tuesday wouldn't be a huge problem.
So on monday I worked otu the rough structure the DB would take which actually lasted remarkably well. I added in a couple more constant values in my flags but it was all generally well planned. So on tuesday, yesterday, I confirmed the details and would receive further information on the specific text later. The page I should say is a questionnaire. A series of questions whose answers have to be stored in a DB. I was asked to write it in asp with an access database which is no problem. Pretty used to that sort of thing.
Anyway, I started work just before lunch and slogged on dutifully through the afternoon. It all went quite well. I was a bit rusty on a few things and made some silly mistakes. Then mid afternoon I get an e-mail saying "We haven't got a server to run it on. Don't suppose you do?" QUeue a slightly stressed me banging my head on walls while asking round to find if anybody could host asp pages. I found somebody (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
danfossydan) to host for me and slogged on with the page. AS always happens further complications emerged as I went along. The funny thing is that most of the issues that came up were not to do with saving the results but with dynamically generating the initial form. I could have just done it as static since there was no requirement to do it but it just seemed to be so *right* to have the questions and answers linked up in the database that I refused to do it the dirty method. I might actually be saving my time in the long run since the extraction process to export all the answers into an excel spreadsheet (Don't ask me) will be a single relatively simple SQL query.
Anyway, as time pressed on more things cropped up and got in the way and at 7:30 I cursed as I realised I was missing the final debrief for the big wonderful oxford game Shalazzar. I was rather annoyed by this but figured I'd not be much longer and could finish off later. Three hours later I am nearly there.quisalan phoned to see where I was, they were just decamping to the pub. I mutter a slightly annoyed "still working" and kept at it. I eventually finished at 11:30 by the time I had sent the e-mail off with explanations and everything. I was by this point tired and grumpy and really wanting to see people to relax. Unfortunately they'd have left the pub and it was getting to the stage where I could try and intercept on route to somebody's room but then I'd be in bed far too late and if they phoned me at 9AM to ask me to make changes I wanted to be alive.
So instead I phoned krys and chatted to her for a bit. She destressed me slightly but made me more annoyed when she mentioned that it was intrusion and I had managed to miss it again. And this was having promised some people I would go especially since I have nice shiny buckly trousers that I haven't had a chance to wear out clubbing since I first got them. :( As krys said to me though, work takes priority. I mean yes, I need free time but I am getting far too much of that at the moment so I couldn't go clubbing at the expense of work. Next time... Next time...
So got off the phone and ended up sitting down to play Splinter Cell. This is a very very cool game. You play a special forces guy working for the NSA doing a range of missions from infiltration and data retrieval to rescue missions and just killing people lots.
And now for the conclusion...
Spinter Cell has a strong emphasis on being sneaky. It shows since I managed to do entire levels without killing people at all. Partly admittedly because I was ordered to. But its somehow really fun to be sneaking round with enemy soliders when it is pitch black because you have shot out all the lights. Hiding up ladders as they walk by underneath with head torches before dropping silently down behind them to smack them over the back of their head.
Anyway, I can't be bothered with any more of the conclusion. Other stuff has happened including some more work soon hopefully. Meeting next wednesday to confirm some of that. Yay! Go me! :)
Yesterday was far too long a day. On monday I got an e-mail offering me more work with a deadline of lunch time today. I get the vague brief but with details to be confirmed tuesday morning. I decide it shouldn't take too long. Five or six hours maybe. So starting on tuesday wouldn't be a huge problem.
So on monday I worked otu the rough structure the DB would take which actually lasted remarkably well. I added in a couple more constant values in my flags but it was all generally well planned. So on tuesday, yesterday, I confirmed the details and would receive further information on the specific text later. The page I should say is a questionnaire. A series of questions whose answers have to be stored in a DB. I was asked to write it in asp with an access database which is no problem. Pretty used to that sort of thing.
Anyway, I started work just before lunch and slogged on dutifully through the afternoon. It all went quite well. I was a bit rusty on a few things and made some silly mistakes. Then mid afternoon I get an e-mail saying "We haven't got a server to run it on. Don't suppose you do?" QUeue a slightly stressed me banging my head on walls while asking round to find if anybody could host asp pages. I found somebody (
danfossydan) to host for me and slogged on with the page. AS always happens further complications emerged as I went along. The funny thing is that most of the issues that came up were not to do with saving the results but with dynamically generating the initial form. I could have just done it as static since there was no requirement to do it but it just seemed to be so *right* to have the questions and answers linked up in the database that I refused to do it the dirty method. I might actually be saving my time in the long run since the extraction process to export all the answers into an excel spreadsheet (Don't ask me) will be a single relatively simple SQL query.Anyway, as time pressed on more things cropped up and got in the way and at 7:30 I cursed as I realised I was missing the final debrief for the big wonderful oxford game Shalazzar. I was rather annoyed by this but figured I'd not be much longer and could finish off later. Three hours later I am nearly there.
quisalan phoned to see where I was, they were just decamping to the pub. I mutter a slightly annoyed "still working" and kept at it. I eventually finished at 11:30 by the time I had sent the e-mail off with explanations and everything. I was by this point tired and grumpy and really wanting to see people to relax. Unfortunately they'd have left the pub and it was getting to the stage where I could try and intercept on route to somebody's room but then I'd be in bed far too late and if they phoned me at 9AM to ask me to make changes I wanted to be alive.So instead I phoned krys and chatted to her for a bit. She destressed me slightly but made me more annoyed when she mentioned that it was intrusion and I had managed to miss it again. And this was having promised some people I would go especially since I have nice shiny buckly trousers that I haven't had a chance to wear out clubbing since I first got them. :( As krys said to me though, work takes priority. I mean yes, I need free time but I am getting far too much of that at the moment so I couldn't go clubbing at the expense of work. Next time... Next time...
So got off the phone and ended up sitting down to play Splinter Cell. This is a very very cool game. You play a special forces guy working for the NSA doing a range of missions from infiltration and data retrieval to rescue missions and just killing people lots.
And now for the conclusion...
Spinter Cell has a strong emphasis on being sneaky. It shows since I managed to do entire levels without killing people at all. Partly admittedly because I was ordered to. But its somehow really fun to be sneaking round with enemy soliders when it is pitch black because you have shot out all the lights. Hiding up ladders as they walk by underneath with head torches before dropping silently down behind them to smack them over the back of their head.
Anyway, I can't be bothered with any more of the conclusion. Other stuff has happened including some more work soon hopefully. Meeting next wednesday to confirm some of that. Yay! Go me! :)