GMail finally IMAP

Wow...!

A month after hearing from The Puppy that GMail were going to offer IMAP mail, I finally have it. I think the timing may not be too coincidental: I archived the 900-odd messages that were in my inbox lastnight from the NY Café.

It seems to work, and is now synchronising nicely with Apple Mail.

I'll see if setting my outgoing mail server to something other than the one at the Home for the Bewildered™ makes it go nuts…

Back to basics; and, biking: yikes!

So, it's vrai — I'm really cycling to work these days.

Blah blah,.. whatever, says you. And fair enough. It's the only thing I've blogged about since last week began.

The more significant thing on my mind is how things are going with Casper. It's cooled a bit recently, so I'm thinking he just wants to be friends. But he's sweet, so I can wait if he wants something else.

He's away at a training course in Kansai this week, and left on the midnight bus lastnight. We went to the Tama Centre onsen on Friday for the second Friday in a row (I'm trying to get into thermal tolerance practice for a trip out west later this year/early next year), and then I met him for lunch after he went to see his folks to pick up the tax books as something to do when (not "if") he gets bored during the week.

He'll be in this conference centre all week for everything. No escape, so I started joking that he was going to jail. He was really not looking forward to it because he thought he'd have to share a room. But after wandering around Kansai for something to do, he mailed me with the good news when he got to the centre: he had a twin room all to himself!

Anyway, enough boy talk...

Today was the first day in ages that I've had a properly lazy day. I'm not trying to be a lazy person, but occasionally it's good to completely unwind. So, although I woke up at about 8:00, and then spoke to Casper who'd been in Osaka since 6:00, then did some laundry .... I went back to bed at lunchtime for a couple of hours to shake the headache, and felt a lot better when I got up.

I slowly sorted through the dry laundry, started to tidy the living room up (a week spent cycling, gymming, working, celebrating Thanksgiving with the 米国人 and others, onsenning and then wandering around Town yesterday takes its toll on the tidiness of the flat), casually half-watched some TV, e-mailed various people on the phone, had a shower and just chilled with good music. Then went to Matsuya for a beef bowl, tsutaya to return my Fuji Fabric CDs, and came to the NY's to relax in comfort.

It was great. And hopefully the flat won't affront my eyes so badly when I get back in in a few minutes!

Anyway, best get home. I rented a fillum that I probably won't watch, so I should rip it.

And, best of all, I just e-mailed Mum with a long update. Hopefully she'll enjoy the upbeat nature of it.

ATH -- I'm off, so!

Nice to just while away the day.

MeCycle

Up in yonder wild hills of Surrey, there was no way I was going to do anything as daft as cycle in to work. For three reasons:
a) the roads are 0.8 cars wide. 1 bike + 1 car = not passing each other
b) I am not in the same shape as I was at age 18, where I cycled 10 miles to and from work (total). Guildford is 15 miles from the Home for the Bewildered.
c) I had no bike

Today, however, is a different day... (and a different country... with different local terrain...)
I am cycled in to the orifice!

Not without some worry about stamina, it must be said. I'm nowhere near the fitness level of Casper (the current interest), so the slope up to 大野 from "Chou-den" got the better of me 80% of the way up. Thereby leaving my legs a little jelly-like for about a mile afterwards.

Nonetheless, with leaving the hice at 0755, I got here at 0830, feeling rather pleased. Somewhat Parf Daddy-like, I'm wearing special gear on my top half; however, I now realise that the point of an exercise hoody is to get sweat out. And onto whatEVER it is you're wearing over the top of it. I'll be kinder to the Diesel jacket in future.

Right, best get on with it, what! This may be the first visit to the "oversite" (old name) in many months, but can't talk now. Got some sciencing to do!

Fire! *twirls moustache*

Watch out Lance Armstrong! Your radiation-modified muscles can only hold me at bay for so long...!!

じゃね