No, I've not gone completely mad trying to make donuts from hemp, but one Mr Kazuma Azuma has. In the latest few chapters of the Yakitate Japan manga, he's been challenged to make a bread thats wholesome and tastes home-made. Also trying to send Pierrot the clown to heaven as well as reuniting him with his parents, its no easy task to say the least. It also closes off the current story arc quite nicely and presents a perfect opportunity for the anime to try and end things at this point, which they probably will given the constraint of only having 47 episodes to play with.

Peter popped round last night along with the very impressive Steel Battalion controller. For those of you who don't know, Steel Battalion is a mecha simulation game by Capcom which comes with it's own fully featured control panel. Featuring twin joysticks, a miriad of buttons and switches, and a set of foot pedals that put even the best console steering wheels to shame, it truly was a sight to behold. Sadly, it seems the game doesn't work properly on modded Xbox's and since I've patched the default dashboard to fuck, it wouldn't work even if I disabled the modchip. Doh...

I've not been able to hit the gym lately due to more pressing demands in the form of assignments. I'm currently working on my second marketing presentation based on a performance analysis of Standard Life Healthcare. Proving much harder to nail compared to the first presentation, I've really had to increase my game. The first few groups were due to present today and it really was a mess. Most groups ran over time and were stopped after 10 minutes and many others sped their presentations up, finishing too soon. The only other group which worries me is Rhodri's since they were the only ones to beat us on implications previously. Saying that, we also scored the highest mark out of the entire module and a number of groups actually failed.

I'll be returning to the joys of Quizno's on Saturday though this Easter work period will be like none before it. My boss has told me that he's acquired a giant Quizno's cup costume for promotional purposes and has managed to rope me into being the poor shmuck to go inside it. I've been guaranteed that nobody will be able to identify me whilst I'm wearing the costume, though in all honesty, I'm more afraid of unruly kids attacking me. The things I do for money...