Ow. Neck.

I have managed to crick my neck overnight again. Or more accurately in that period of half-sleep between waking up and getting up.

It is a weekend to do things in, hopefully. Things like shovelling all autumn's leaves off the driveway and back under the hedge. Raking up the spill from the neighbours trimming the ivy hedge on the other side of the house. Vacumning, laundry, dishes. Cleaning up email boxes, getting the privateer nav-page finished, writing up my thoughts/report on BoD, maybe even updating the notes for my Perdon Empire setting or writing the first section of Hauke's journal for the Tuesday game (at the very least I must update his spellbook).

Ow. Ow. Damn.

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Drat. It's started raining. Cancel the outside stuff.

Ow. Damn.

Done!

Lets see.

It cleared up, so the leaves got shovelled. The laundry is done. The dishes will have to wait until tomorrow. The vacumning is started. The SAGA webpage is updated. My eudoramail box is considerably emptier.
And the privateer navigation is go!!!!!

I've been working on this for a while, as part of a larger project. Feel free to try and break it, or spot any typos. It uses javascript and cookies, and should run on IE 5+, Netscape 6+ and Opera 7+. It may run like a snail at times. Still ugly, beautification can come later.

[Edit 2017 dead hyperlink removed, address left in text for posterity]
http:// www.inet.net.nz/~marsden/nav.html

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