The view from the eye of the storm…

There is peace for now…

but it wont last…
and it wasn’t like this before…

in fact…

 IT’S THE EYE OF THE STORRRRRMMMMMMM!!!!!

 ”ARARRGAGGGGGGGGGGFGGHHHHHHHHH!!!”
go the little dogs and children, they know this is the place where you really should be pissing yourself.

But cos I’m not that clever I’m relaxing, playing chess, listening to music and writing (well writing this).

Prelude

The space ship has been designed. Yay!    
(no more work)
And so the design has been submitted.  Shit! : (   
(there were so many problems, working in big groups makes me realise how I hate people (see dependency) so yeah I finished my stuff on Monday but had to sort out another piece of crap each day after, twenty two pages had to have references and the labels added to figures and tables….
So it wasn’t really edited which makes me worry, I mean frankly I’m dyslexic, who the fuck know what I wrote…)

Epiloge

Exams

Bugger….

Dependency…

I watch the world go by from my computer, waiting for people to tell what they want, what they need, and where it is…

“What is the temperature here”
“We need this to be this temperature instead”
“Oh I’ve just had to change the position a shape of the craft… again”

These people are bastards, I think to myself, and wish to say that they “should really try and meet deadlines….” but instead I just grimace and stare at the world, as they float by in total ignorance of what they’ve done…
It’s way to easy to get disillusioned with the world thermo engineering, even on our small scale.
Over the horizon I see my dead line… write up every thing and compute everything by….

Wow the horizon is close, I think I’ll just watch it for a while….

I liked the guild for once…

Normally I don’t like the cheesy guild (student) Friday club night,
and here’s why,

• The Music is cheesy and the same every week, (okay they rotate between the 2 DJs each week, but they always play the same stuff, you can only distinguish between the two cos one plays the fresh prince of bell-air theme near the end).
• The venue has no air con!!!    It’s a listed building so it’s hard to do anything, but anyway it’s very very hot with the heaving student mass.
• They serve pints in plastic glasses. 

 But last friday I found it quite pleasurable, I went with propaganda stapled on me for some guy who my house mate is running a campaign for in the guild elections. 

I’ve never talked to this guy, and in fact he’s obliviously sitting next to me typing up something… I think he might be called Steve… maybe…

Anyway this was the reason we went to the guild,

It also meant we went with some random-er friends of Stan (or was it Sting…),

Random-ers are so refreshing! Going out all the time with the same few groups of people can get really claustrophobic and samey, but random-ers! Who are they? Who are You? Have we got similar interests? You work in advertising really tell me more…

And so the night went, I probably will never see those guys again or ever speak to Salty… but hey it was fun

Crazy Thermal Space Ship Stuff…

Did you know that the mars express mission (the one with beagle and the rover) had a very special CCD (digital camera) on it?
Well it did, in fact it so damn special it needs to be cooled down to -180 degrees C, and as we’re using it for our spacecraft specification, that means I have to cool it down to -180 degrees C.

This you may naively think, should be easy as space has a working temperature of about 3K.

But all the other equipment in the space craft has to be kept at -20 to +20 degrees C….

I.e. the internal temperature of the space craft has to be kept at room temp….

So I’ve been  up with some radiator designs to keep it cool, essentially thermally coupling it to a piece of metal protruding out into space…

At the moment it’s about 10 meters squared, the POWER cells ain’t 10 meters squared… This makes me unhappy  may need to invest in some heat pipe technology as well…

 So anyway I’m going to emerse my sorry ass in ex-cell spread sheets…