I think I might use this for now.

Well, Diary-x is done, dusted and gone. I’m quite upset when I think about all the things that are now lost, forever. Stupidly I didn’t realise that I could download the files and back them up myself. I guess I just sort of thought they’d be there, forever. All those Fat Nephew stories, gone. *Sniff ( Read more... )

I had the hell journey home last night; listening to the radio as I sat in standstill traffic (it took 45 minutes to get to Pak n Save Mt Albert) I heard that there was an accident at Te Atatu and everything was gridlocked. Having had plenty of (hot) time to read my map, I took off through the back of Mt Roskill/New Lynn/Titirangi, to arrive home ( Read more... )

Isn’t it dreadful when you are sneakily reading the intraweb at work, and inadvertently get the giggles. Each progressive read becomes funnier and funnier, resulting in much red faced snorting and eye watering. I keep having to go out to the loo to regain my composure. I’m sure they all think I have a tummy upset ( Read more... )

The dreaded neighbours were almost silent last night. There was some early activity, which quickly receded to blessed nothingness. This is the result of GIAB talking to the other, Non Awful neighbour, and Jack. He obtained the details of the real estate personage who is in charge of renting the place, and placed a complaint. Apparently so did Non ( Read more... )

Ugh, my head is heavy. I started to fall asleep last night and was woken (repeatedly) by the insanely noisy visitors the neighbours had. Visitors who sat in the driveway outside our house making a heap of noise and not disturbing anyone but us! Being naked in bed has the disadvantage that you can't just throw open the window and yell at people. ( Read more... )

Well, Diary-x seems to have sucked a major kumara. They've had a hard disc die, and have no backups since Dec 2004. I'm thinking buhbye to a whole heap o' entries. *sigh ( Read more... )