If it's worth doing once, it's worth doing twice. We really went for the overtime today. By 8pm there were three of us left in the office, beavering away at problems we wanted to whittle down before the review meeting the following day. We had a list of 20 problems and we knew we couldn't deal with them all. In a burst of effort, we managed to tackle 3 each. It took a lot of rapid working and swearing, but it was the best we could do and we rose to the challenge.

Following yesterday evening's naughtiness with KFC, I had decided to get back on the wagon and start eating healthily again. I need to get my bike fixed - it had a rusty chain and the back wheel bearings are knackered. I reckoned that getting back onto healthy eating, coupled with time on the bike... well, it might be the way to get my arse fitting into smaller jeans again. At the moment, I'm going the wrong way. Sadly, in an act of communion with the other guys (that's getting together to commune...) I ended up at a fast food place after work. I bought a pizza. Naughty me. On the up side, it was very nice.

I slept well.