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A few reasons that Primus Telecom sucks

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Nov 152007

Tim and I moved into our new house on Monday 12th October. We had our phone connected the Thursday before, which was done through Primus. Tim had an account with Primus which was created in about July last year, and was a 24 month contract. Initially, it was just for ADSL, not the phone line. When we moved, however, he decided to switch the phone provider to Primus to take advantage of some of the more decent home phone plans on offer when you had both your home phone and your internet with Primus.

We were advised that it would take 5-7 days from the day of the phone being connected at the new place before we would be able to connect to the internet. In this time, we also lost access to the internet at the old apartment, so Tim was basically paying for internet that he couldn’t use, through the fault of Primus and their ridiculous timeframes on connections. But okay, that’s not the real issue. 5-7 days in the digital era is a bit rich, but not entirely inexcusable. Obviously Primus just don’t spend enough of their budget on technicians to get their customers actually onto their network. It’s no big deal to them if someone is paying good money for shit all, they get something for nothing, and isn’t the bottom line of all corporations/companies profit after all?

The time frame from connection of phone line to connection of internet was frustrating, but it isn’t the only thing that has gotten me all agitated and ranting. My real dislike of Primus took hold when I braved their telephone helpline. (If you’re wondering – 1300 85 85 85).

I phoned Primus on Tuesday after Tim had called them and been told that our internet would not be connected until Friday. I’ll list a few more of the issues I had with their helpline after I give you the general idea of what the phone conversation went like:

Primus: Hello, how can I help you?
Me: Hi. We’ve got an existing Primus account, and we’ve recently moved and we’re waiting for our internet to be connected. We’ve been told that it won’t be done until Friday, and this is unacceptable. I would like an explanation for why it’s taking so long.
Primus: Okay, sure. I’ll just have to go to a different department to find that information for you, would you mind holding?
Me: Sure.
Hold music ———
Primus: Thanks for holding, I’ve just spoken to so-and-so department, and the technician isn’t due to come out to your area until Friday, so that’s the earliest it can be done.
Me: Obviously it’s NOT the earliest that it can be done – Friday is the LATEST that it can be done. We were quoted 5-7 days for connection, and Friday is the seventh day since our phone was connected. Therefore, if it is the EARLIEST that it can be done, it is at the same time the LATEST that it can be done, and the SLOWEST time in which it could possibly be connected, because if it were any MORE than 7 days, I would be calling the Ombudsman or the ACCC.
Primus: Well that’s the earliest that our technician is able to do it.
Me: I’ve also been told that we can only expect speeds of 1500 kbps, whereas at our previous residence we were getting speeds of around 8000 kbps. Previously, we were advised that there should be no problem getting ADSL2 at our new place, which does not fit in with 1500 kbps at all. 1500 kbps is practically dark ages.
Primus: Unfortunately, the cables in the area are not big enough for us to get any better speeds there. It’s because Telstra was responsible for laying all the cables initially, so now there’s not enough room for us to get bigger cables through.
Me: how is that my problem? That’s your problem, and your responsibility. It’s not Telstra’s responsibility now.
Primus: I understand that, I’m just trying to explain why the speed is the way it is.
Me: Look, I’m not angry with you, and I’m sorry to sound hostile, but I’m extremely frustrated with this situation, and it doesn’t appear that much is being done in any way to rectify or resolve any of these issues.
Primus: That’s okay, I understand, it’s just difficult when we’re so busy and have so many people wanting to be connected.

There was a lot more that was said, mainly just verification of accounts and my identity etc, but the basic gist of it was that, a) it takes seven days for a technician to connect us to the internet, and b) the internet speeds that Primus provide are not their responsibility. Ha. Ha. Ha.

The reason I was pretty hostile straight into it was because I had been on the phone, on hold, for about 20 minutes by that stage. Also, it had been a shitfight even getting onto them in the first place. Tim had tried calling at 4:30pm one day, and had been greeted with the after-hours voice message that advised “…our hours are between 8:30am and 5:30pm, Monday to Friday…”. So the natural assumption is that they’re operating on Sydney time (eg. Daylight Savings Time). However, Tim also called on the Tuesday morning at 8:00am our time (9:00am Sydney time) when the call centre should have been open a good half hour already, and got the same after hours message as before.

Are we in the twilight zone? Or are they just pretending to run on Sydney time in the mornings, and then they change back to Brisbane/QLD time in the afternoons?

I’m not going to tell you not to use Primus, I’m just putting forth our experience to make others more aware of our problematic they can be. We’ll be looking elsewhere for our internet service from now on.

The only dream is valium for me

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Apr 182006

*Edit* Btw, my room is now clean and no longer looks like a shanty
Also, I realised that the reason Myspace is telling me that I”m 23 is probably because Rosie input my age as 23 when she was changing settings… So therefore, it is Rosie who is trying to burst my bubble.

*/Edit*

I just read the little summary of me on my blog. It says that I am 23. Way to go Myspace, just plough right through the anticipation and excitement that impending birthdays bring! FYI, I am not 23 yet. Gimme a few more days (four more days to be exact, depending on whether you count the actual day of my birthday [I don’t]).

I’ve had a day filled to the brim with electronic materialistic bliss. First of all, I got a new laser printer (black & white because I am povvo). Then I got a new keyboard (to plug into my laptop because I hate not having a numerical keypad, and also sometimes my spacebar sticks and it’s not very responsive) and then when I got home, what was waiting for me? The replacement for my camera which was stolen by some stupid gypo in Rome. It’s so AWESOME! 7.1MP I love insurance. I mean, getting things stolen is horrible, but the good part about it is when you get it replaced by the insurance, they take the original price you paid for it and give you a replacement based on warehouse price, not retail! woot. Well. Maybe I’ve just been lucky.

Anyway, the downside to all this happiness was that I had to walk past the emos in the square like ten million times today. First on my way to the city for lunch, then on my way back to work from lunch, then on my way to the gym, then on my way back from the gym, then on my way to officeworks, then on my way back from officeworks. They’re so boring and predictable. OOh look at me! i can jump off a ledge on my skateboard, but can’t land!

Another good thing about today: opening day for the gym at it’s new location. And they have all nice new machines too! The bikes have little screens on them to make you feel like you’re riding on a track or something… I don’t know, I haven’t actually used them yet. But they’ve got some music channel on Fox up on the big screen, and it plays good songs, not the usual rap/hiphop/rnb/pop garbage they played from their dvd collection before. I’m so happy. It doesn’t matter since I have my Iriver anyway, but if they’re playing songs that I like then I can see the film clip as well, and have something to look at not just listen to.

Things that I have that would have made me jealous of myself a year ago:

Laptop
Flatscreen TV
PS2
DVD player
laser printer
Digital Camera
GHD
Iriver

Yay. I’m living beyond my means! woot! that was sarcasm btw.

I’m having too much fun typing on this keyboard. It’s so smooth and nice… ok. I’m going. now.

Paid ag ofni, dim ond deilen Gura, gura ar y ddor – Suo Gan (Welsh Lullaby) from Empire of the Sun

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Apr 152006

Okay y’all, I don’t usually do this, but I have a couple of links for you:

http://dilbertblog.typepad.com/the_dilbert_blog/2006/04/uhoh.html

Firstly, a very topical (and scarily coincidental) blog entry on the Dilbert Blog about the mistakes that have been made in the transcription and transliteration and re-writing and re-recording of the Bible over the last zillion years (you’ll find out why this is so topical in a moment.)

Aaaaand (Drum roll please)…..

http://www.apple.com/trailers/fox/thesimpsonsmovie/

The Simpsons Movie!!! Omg! July 27th 2007! How do they know that? Or is that just a made-up date, like how they told us we’d be moving into Brisbane Square in June but now they’re making a conservative estimate (AKA stupid guess) of September? I don’t even really care about the new building, I just want a new computer and XP! (anything has got to be better than crappy Windows 97 or NT). But yeah, the Simpsons movie! wow! Awesome!

So anyways, back to the first point… Today (Good Friday) we visited the Buddhist Temple out at Underwood. It was beautiful, I was disappointed that my camera still hasn’t arrived back from the insurance people (they said it might be here Thursday or Friday, but as Friday is today and it’s a public holiday, my last chance before the long weekend was yesterday) because from the very first moment that you drive through the gates you feel like you’ve stepped into another country — perhaps Tibet… There are grey stone statues lining the drive, and the actual temple rises high above rows of steps bordered on either side by carefully manicured trees and clear fountains (no water restrictions?!). It’s just beautiful. There’s an aura of calm that surrounds the whole place. Everything is clean, peaceful and quiet.

Our friend used to be the gardener there, which was a huge job as the gardens are very important. They weren’t so impressive today… it looked like a war zone in which only the Temple Building remained unscathed. They’re apparently doing renovations and re-landscaping the gardens as well. I want to go back and see once they’re finished.

Noelle & I were wandering around and noticed Clare talking to some random guy at the entrance to the main worship room. I said, “who’s that guy?” And Noelle said she doesn’t ask questions like that anymore. I was curious, so we wandered over that way, and surreptitiously stood by until we became a part of the conversation. The first words I heard of the conversation were from Clare, and that was “So it’s magic.” The man she was talking to gave a non-committal, non-word answer before Clare said “Well, if it’s magic, then how can it be proven?”. I thought the man was a Buddhist, but what they were saying didn’t really fit and so I listened in a while longer and it soon enough became clear that the man wasn’t a Buddhist, he was a Born-Again christian. He then started talking about how Born-Again Christians were not humans, they were a different creature all together. He said he was two beings – a human and a spirit, in the one body. Then he said that when the holy spirit first entered him, he spoke in tongues. Apparently everyone in their church spoke in tongues when they were first ‘re-baptised’. He also explained that he could think and speak at the same time, and, according to him, no other human being on the planet can think and speak at the same time. We ended up having a dead-end discussion about beliefs (according to him, it’s knowledge, not belief) and Noelle said “What about all the contradictions in the Bible? We are told to shun homosexuals and that they’ll be condemned to hell, but then it also says “Judge not lest ye be judged, for on judgment day he shall do the judging”” or something along those lines. To which he responded “God has given me the right to judge. We don’t say homosexuals aren’t allowed, but when they come to church they’re healed, and they give up their life of sin. They no longer practice homosexuality.” So apparently, the rules do apply unless God tells you otherwise. Ro said “Anyone can ask for God’s forgiveness” and he got a mite irked by this. He claimed to be perfect, which allowed him to judge others, but then said taht the first time he received the holy spirit he then went straight from church back to the bar for another drink. So Clare said “if you were perfect you wouldn’t have done that. You would never sin. If that were true.” and he said “The flesh isn’t that strong!”

It was a pointless argument, i’m not being very eloquent here in my retelling of it, but at one point I mentioned that the stories in the bible were suspiciously similar to those in the Anceint Sumerian texts written some years beforehand, to which he responded, “well you sound like you know about as much about it as I do!”, and I’m still not sure if that was an insult or a compliment. Him being perfect and all. In the end, mum came up and did the finger-across-neck gesture that stood for “get out of there!” so we finished off and wandered away again, with a weak excuse of “do you know where the bathroom is?”. Lucky that, or the discussion would have never finished. He gave Clare a little brochure, which she recited from in an indignant tone in the car on the way home. I wasn’t as incensed as Noelle & Clare, but I was a little frustrated by his dogmatic, single-minded categorical refusal to take any other points of view into account. He even said, “I brought my grandson along today because he wanted to see the place. But look at that (pointing to an eight-armed statue)! That’s unnatural.” Nevermind that it might have stood for something, nevermind looking further and actually doing some research and having some knowledge of the religion. He asked Clare to read the pamphlet and if she wanted, to come along to one of their masses. Clare said, fine, you do something for me. Find out about Buddhism. Read up on it. Which I thought was very reasonable. How can you condemn something that you know nothing about?

Other than that, the day was nice. We had a picnic by a little pond with lily-pads and a curvy bridge, in which some kids were fishing. They didn’t catch anything, and we pondered over the probability of there being fish in the pond in the first place. A little while later I saw a fish jump out of the water as if to say, “Haha! i’m the greatest fish alive! No one can catch me!” It made me feel glad.

You trained me not to love after you taught me what it was

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Apr 082006

How bored am I right now?

Seriously.

I know that you can’t answer that question because I’m the only one sitting here, knowing how bored I am and feeling the boredom. I can tell you how bored I am but I’m kind of occupying myself at the moment so I’m not as bored now as I was a minute ago before I started this entry.

So, how boring is this entry?

Well, that’s difficult to answer too, since it’s only just starting out. At least I think it’s only just starting out, though if I ended it right here it would sort of not be just starting out, it would have pretty much been almost to the end right then. But now that I’ve written some more it’s more like halfway. So I’m confusing myself. And maybe people who can be bothered reading this. Who are you, by the way? Just thought I’d include you in this entry because people like being included in things.

A note from Chris in an old book:

“Fishermen kill fish everyday! Fuck off Fishermen!!”

“Good words:
* Cutlets
* funk
* advocado
* flippant
* heinous
* ruche”

“Panda bears everywhere like bananas”

“Your stupid u hair! FUCK”

Lauren found the book under the house I think, and just brought it in to show me because it was so random and weird. I got a message from Chris the other day saying “is your email address still (blahblahblah)?” I messaged back that it was, and he messaged that he was going to send an invitation. But I still haven’t got one. I’d like to invite him to birthday drinks.

From a fathers day card Ro & I made for dad (also found under the house by Lauren):

Dear dad,
I hope you have a great father’s day. Hey, they don’t call ‘em chats for nothin’, ya little potato.
Love Cassie

Dear Fatty
I want you to have a wonderfull Daddy’s Day this year unlike all your brothers.
Love Roseanna Brisbane

I also really like the pictures in the card, one of dad’s hands reaching out for a block of cadbury’s chocolate, one of a cityscape, and one of dad with this caption “Dad with his favourite haircut (bowl)”. Except that he’s been drawn with breasts. He looks like a woman. When you put all of that together, it’s really not a very nice Father’s day card. I guess we were hyper that day and just went crazy… we did that a lot. The front of the card has blue swirls all over it drawn in texta, and a heart and a star and “DAD” in big letters of red & black.

When I was younger I had a dream that dad was a piece of ham on the bench, and his eyes were spinning swirly things, like a psychiatrist would use to hypnotise you, and I was terrified that someone was going to come along and cut him up. And I was so upset because he was a piece of ham, and how can you stop someone from being a piece of ham once they are one? So anyway, it terrified me and I woke up crying. It was a really bad dream, and left me with a bad feeling and haunted me for weeks afterwards. I still feel slightly uneasy whenever I recall the memory.

We were going to go home for Easter, but now I don’t think I will. It might depress me. Seeing the house as it is in all it’s … what’s an antonym for glory that could be applied in that sentence? Well by saying that, you should know what I mean. It’s just… when I go back there it feels like everything’s shrinking around me. I dont know how to explain what I feel about it. I love the beach, I love the backyard and the sky and the leaves and the birds and the place in itself, I just don’t like seeing the house the way it is right now. It’s sad.

Anyway. I want to buy a keyboard for my laptop that has a numerical keypad, because I’m so much faster at typing numbers in on a numerical keyboard than by going to the ones in the row above qwertyyuiop. According to some standard that Nathan has set, I am a nerd. Requirements include: wearing glasses, using a computer every day (at least five hours – which isn’t difficult since I use one all day at work), reading books often, hating TV but watching TV shows on DVD, blogging, being too cheap to buy a wireless router. Blogging = nerd apparently. When I said that lots of people blog, he said a lot more people are becoming nerds.

Franz Ferdinand’s latest CD is awesome. As is The Strokes, but I’ve listened to it too much now and so I have to leave it for a while so I don’t start hating it, like you do if you constantly hear a song on the radio. Even if you like it after a while it starts to irritate you and it gets boring. But I hate most of the songs they play on the radio anyway. Pop music is irritating, and not because it’s popular, just because it’s shit. If someone wanted to torture me all they’d have to do is tie me to a chair and force me to listen to Jack Johnson, James Blunt, Pete Murray, josh kelley (why are they all the SAME????), or something like pussycat dolls or chingy or … just shit music. All that crappy RnB & HipHop and Rap they have in the charts at the moment that is not original or interesting at all. BORING.

Lauren has asked me what I want for my birthday. I’m still thinking about it, because at the moment I really don’t have any idea what I’d like. Apart from some cons, maybe chuck taylors.

God there’s a horrific garbage smell coming in through my window…

Okay, I guess I’ll go be bored again.

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Mar 252006

I went to work for a couple of hours this morning. I ended up leaving early because the aircon never went on. Because, you know, if the aircon is on, you can sort of ignore the fact that what you’re breathing is stale and processed (like the rest of modern life!), and the fact that there are no windows, and maybe that prevents claustrophobia I guess. I wouldn’t know because I don’t have claustrophobia. But I sort of got an idea of what it might be like, because today I wasn’t really in the mood to be putting up with anything. So when the aircon didn’t go on, I got hot and bothered and felt like I was breathing in the air I had just breathed out, and it was so stuffy and hard to concentrate, and annoying. So I left.

The minute I got outside I felt a million times better. The air still had a quiet coolness to it, not entirely dissipated from night-time by the sun. There are more days like this in winter than in summer, and I guess that’s why I like winter better. It’s cool and quiet. And there are days when the quiet takes over everything, and even though the volume level of everything else hasn’t decreased, you somehow don’t notice the noise of the traffic and the city so much. I don’t know if anyone else even understands what I’m talking about. Well, some days are just calm and quiet. I like it best when the air is cool.

I went to Roma parklands and walked around for a couple of hours, through the garden and the rainforest, and it was quiet and cool there as well. I read under a tree for a while and then walked back into the city. I was a bit out of it today, and I walked out onto the road in front of a car, which woke me up a bit because it beeped and I looked over and there was a car a few centimetres away from me. I felt really bad about it, because usually I don’t like to cross unless the little man is green, and today I just didn’t think at all and stepped out onto the road. I could have been killed. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.

Anyway, because I felt so guilty I thought “maybe I could go to the cop shop and tell them I just jaywalked and they can give me a ticket and I’ll feel better because I should get into trouble from someone other than myself for being so stupid.”. ButI didn’t, because it was just a stupid thought and was just me being dumb again in my own head. I have a lot of stupid thoughts.

I also thought to myself “If there’s a movie on when I get into the mall, I should go and see a movie. By myself.” Because i had only one cinema voucher left, and therefore if i went with someone else one of us would have to pay full price and that wouldn’t really be fair, and I’ve never been to the movies by myself before, and I always thought I could never go to the movies alone. I don’t know why. So I went to the movies, then caught the bus home. And when I got home, Ro was still being bitchy to me, and I cried, and it upsets me and there’s nothing I can do about it.

We have Penny’s jewellery party tomorrow. I just made a map on whereis, now all i need is a printer. I really should buy one. There’s no reason I should have a laminator and not a printer. That’s just odd.

Also, I want to buy a bike. There’s a bike shop up the street, but I’m not sure when I could go there. And that’s too much to ask for a birthday present. So I don’t know what to ask for. Maybe a helmet.

I should go to bed. I’m compiling a list of things that are worrying:

1. I’m tired all the time.
2. I’m sad all the time.
3. I have no patience for anything
4. all the muscles in my arms ache
5. I can’t cope with things very well
7. I’m not interested in anything
8. I’m bored every single minute of the day
9. I have a sore throat
10. I have no energy (that’s not the same thing as being tired)
11. I can’t sleep
12. When I’m not sad I’m disproportionately happy
13. I have no motivation for anything.

Well. It’s getting there.

Lauren found out last week that she has Lupus. I really should stop complaining. There’s nothing wrong with me. Or if there is, it’s just 21st century disease which is just something made-up by people who are too weak to cope with modern day life. I think I would have done well back in the 1300s when the plague was around. Now that was fascinating. I have to italicise that because I find it interesting, which is a pretty big thing for me at the moment. But yeah, I would have liked to do things from scratch… I like knowing the origin of things, working through from the very start and seeing how things begin. Everything’s too complicated now to be able to do that. To know the origin of.. a computer… you’d have to look at all the individual components. And.. ah well I just can’t really get my head around it right now. Or … a car. that’s pretty complicated too. At least with a horse and cart it’s a pretty simple premise. I suppose that makes me simple.

Lupus: A systemic disease that results from an autoimmune mechanism. Individuals with lupus will produce antibodies to their own body tissues. The resultant inflammation can cause kidney damage, arthritis, pericarditis and vasculitis.

So that’s why Lauren hates sternums, because her sternum always hurts because the connective tissue has been inflamed from her own antibodies attacking it. Nathan hates eyes because when he was in school there was a boy who used to tap his eye with a pencil, and it made him feel like vomiting. So did that episode of the simpsons where Homer gets laser eye surgery with a coupon, and then because he doesn’t buy the eye drops for afterwards his eyes crust over. So Nathan is really happy that the optomotrist said that he can never wear contact lenses because of litte bumps on the inside of his eyelids that are caused by allergies or asthma or something, so he’s got buddy holly glasses that are cool.

Alright. I’m going to go to sleep.

It’s true what Wolf Parade said… “look at the clouds, it’s a show all on it’s own”. Because this morning when I woke up, the sky was completely clear. Then, this afternoon on the bus home, there were the most beautiful clouds scattered everywhere, clouds you’d expect to see in a rennaissance painting. White, with brilliant contrast and detail, just perfect clouds against the bluest sky. Then later on this afternoon, they turned grey and flat and swept across the sky, and maybe it rained too but I don’t know because I wasn’t really paying attention.

Anyway, night.

Was that you dancing on my grave?

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Jan 072006

Haha… I just discovered a new function of the sensor pad on my laptop. Cool. You can give me a break for not discovering it earlier, I never use the sensor pad thingy because there’s a mouse right here. I was going to say “It’s not my fault I never use the sensor pad!”, but it is my fault. Isn’t that strange? No, not really. I agree with you on that.

Sooooooo we’re off tomorrow, to new and exciting places and things we’ve never seen and languages we’ve possibly never heard (except for me, because of all the time I used to spend on the languages activity on the old Encarta. That rocked so hard, then they didn’t include it on the new one! Sucky!) Some things that I am looking forward to:

Being able to sit down, take a deep breath, and just relax (once we get on the plane). I’m also looking forward to reading the books I’m taking with me for the purpose of killing time on the plane, because I haven’t been able to concentrate on reading for some time now and I want to just get lost in them and not think about anything – I’m sure that there’ll be plenty of time for that over the course of the 28 hours between us leaving Brisbane and touching down in Heathrow. And by that time I’ll probably be thinking, “I can’t believe I was looking forward to the plane trip! IDIOT!”.
seeing what the plane is actually like, and what the little screens on the back of the seats are like, and what the bathroom is like, and what the airport at Brunei is like (i’ve heard it’s dumb), and what the airport at Dubai is like (I’ve heard it’s cool), and what Heathrow is like (I’ve heard it’s really big and there are shops everywhere for everything you could possibly not need).
discovering what the cold really feels like.
stealing food from breakfasts while on the tour so that we don’t have to buy lunches (YEAH!)
taking photos of things that are actually interesting or different, as opposed to the things I am taking photos of now that are just boring and sad
buying a scarf (since you can’t get them over here at the moment, apart from the mountaineering stores but they aren’t real scarves, they’re like… I don’t even know
what to say about them. It’s just a hoop of fabric really. I’m sure it’s warm and all, but it’s weird and I want a real one!)
touching snow
walking in snow
throwing snow at someone
making a snowman
not feeling like I live in an oven, or in front of a furnace, or something else that you could compare living in such unnaturally hot conditions to
seeing Stonehenge
seeing the Roman baths at Bath
visiting the London zoo (YAY!)
visiting all the museums and galleries
seeing the Eiffel Tower for real
Seeing Venice (I have dreamed of Venice since I was 17, and promised myself the first time I went overseas, I had to go there)
going to Germany and NOT drinking beer (ugh) I’ll let you know if I change my mind.
Meeting up with Noe in Paris!!!!!!!!!!!!
Going to Dublin with Noe (I didn’t realise this, but we actually have four full days in Dublin, plus the day that we arrive and the day we leave. I really hope Raymond & Audrey have been in contact with Noe because I don’t want to be paying for a hostel or a B&B the whole time we’re there!

oh I think my toast is ready! Ima go have breakfast and get ready to meet Lauren & Nathan. We’re getting bags today! Nathan has to help with some paving of a driveway or something, and it was his birthday yesterday, and he drank a half a bottle of bacardi! Poor thing.

Eep! These butterflies just won’t go away!

Lesson 101 – the art of deception (now including how to lie to those who care about you!)

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Dec 302005

I’ll have to go to bed soon. We’re heading off quite early in the morning, and I want to have energy enough to be able to stay up late and watch the fireworks (because they’re soooo exciting doncha know, and it’s not like they’re the same frickin thing every year, and it’s not like I’m swimming in negativity or anything…). Yamba should be good. I’m looking forward to going to the beach, I’m sure everywhere is going to be packed though.

My ear is killing me. Well, not really killing me. What I should have said is ‘I’m in pain”. I’m sure it will be gone by tomorrow. It’s self-inflicted anyway, so I can’t really feel sorry for myself (I’m so not.. well, maybe I am, but not for that reason).

I get to meet Zsolti tomorrow. Lauren, Ro and Mum have already met him. Unfair! Just because I have to start work at a ridiculously early hour, I miss out on all the excitement!

I’m not sure if I’ll take my laptop tomorrow or not. The only internet down there is the crappy dialup that doesn’t work half the time anyway, and I don’t think I have the connection on this computer anymore anyway. Getting the password off dad was like trying to get blood from a stone, so I don’t want to go through all that again. Jees, just getting the bill details off him today was unceasingly difficult, and I was doing him a favour! So anyway, I guess everyone will go into withdrawal from not getting to read my enthralling blog entries, or look at the fascinating and extremely worthwhile photos! And I guess I get over everything, like I wanted to in the first place.

We went shopping tonight. It was a bad shopping day, I didn’t find anything. Maybe my ability to hone in on something worth buying is directly proportional to how much money I’ve already spent. And today I spent ALOT of money (since I bought a camera at lunch time, among other things), this by the time I went shopping in the evening with Lauren & Nathan. I got so tired that I just went home and left them to it. I don’t mind though. Specifically I was looking for a pair of jeans. I like some in Sportsgirl, so I’m reconsidering them and I think I’ll get them sometime next week. We checked out sooooo many other stores, but nothing else was very exciting. I already bought a pair a couple of weeks ago, but come on, I’ve heard the weather report (I get all the news I need from the weather report… lalalala) about all the snow, right across UK & Europe. I’ve heard horror stories! (for example, people being found frozen to death on their doorsteps…) I didn’t know that could even happen! It sounds like something out of The Day After Tomorrow. I’ve digressed haven’t I? What does all this have to do with jeans? Well they’re about the warmest thing you can get over here at the moment, and also they are the best. yay.

I hate romantic movies. I’ve been wanting to write that all day. I hate them. (Note that the fact that I have watched Cold Mountain six times now should not in any way serve to discount the above statement.

Jude Law is worth all the bullshit that happens in it [AS IF Inman would ever exist. AS IF he’s walking thousands of miles with a bullet wound in his throat, just to see someone he doesn’t even know. Oh but it’s so romantic! *cough*gag*] plus Cillian Murphy is worth a lot of indulgent crap, however small his role is.). Anyway, Cold Mountain has a sad ending and that’s good because at least that’s somewhat true to life. Life teh sux0rs. (can you see me saying that? no? Well, maybe it was a a joke then – use your brains!) I would like to say, just for the record, that I don’t own Cold Mountain. The only thing I own that could be maybe considered romantic in any way shape or form is Girl with a pearl earring, and that’s because it’s got Mr. Darcy in it, and he is an asshole anyway (in the movie I mean), and also it has Cillian Murphy in it, and he wears interesting clothes. But my point is, romantic movies try so hard to pretend that they’re just a snapshot of real life, when in fact it’s a load of crap. Maybe they are good as escapism, but people watch them and think that’s how real life is, that’s what people are really like. Could you imagine what the world would be like if everyone was as one-dimensional as movie characters?

I’m tired and agitated.

Grr.

Maybe I don’t actually hate them, they just irritate me sometimes. Maybe I have to be in the mood to enjoy them. Maybe life does teh sux0rs (cause I’m an emo kid) dadadadada lallalalalala

I want to go to apathy school, where we all learn not to care

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Dec 292005

I just remembered another thing that Word does that is annoying. Sometimes it will all of a sudden just decide that you don’t want your 6 copies of the 30 page document you’re printing to be collated, even though you have the tick in the little box that says “collate”. So then you have to spend the next however long it takes sorting the whole mess out.

Things that are happening right now: Stephen & Melinda are joking about me because I just laughed at something Melinda said (something about SPC, but it was such a random comment that it amused me). Stephen is saying, “we thought you were asleep over there!” and I said “was it the snoring that gave me away?” And he said “No, it was when you fell off your chair”, and I said “but I do that all the time.” And he made a comment about me not having been to the pub yet, whatever that means (Oh because when you’re drunk you fall off your chair?). Melinda keeps saying things that make me laugh, and me laughing makes her laugh, and she can’t talk. I’m drinking out of a plastic bottle that is making the water taste like plastic. Kirra said that it’ll go away in time, so I just gotta stick with it. I’m not sure it’s worth it. Penny is talking about it’s not what’s in the dress code that matters, it’s the interpretation of it. That is giving me ideas.

Lauren just called and said she is in the city because she had to get an x-ray done of her tooth. Not sure why. She’s going to meet me after work, which means that I can’t catch the train home. But we might be able to go to the shops. I have to pay bills! Eep! I forgot all about them! How irresponsible of me.

What? No title?

Computers, Family, Movies, TV 3 Responses »

Dec 262005

Ro said “Do you know that you havnt put on your photos for today?[sic]”

Well, that’s because I don’t want to have to take responsibility for people falling asleep in front of their computers because the photos I took today are really really boring, like more boring than any other boring day. I might get high on power, having power over peoples’ conscious minds. wow. That is, having the ability to make someone’s mind just so horrifyingly bored that it steps out for a moment, and that makes the person fall asleep and their head hit the keyboard. All these comments will be popping up that say: “a nv;sak;sda,nmxcv czxvn.zskdiei” And then everyone who gets these comments will go “Wow, I didn’t know they spoke Russian!” haha. so bad.

How funny was that cat with the drawn on glasses, and the random mastiff, and the fact that dad picked up on it too and said “what were you guys laughing at at the end of that movie? Was it that animal that had drawn-on glasses?” hahaha. yeah. And also, how funny is this: “im not gonna be able to drink. ive had caffine. [sic]”

I was watching an episode of mash today called Tuttle, and I’m not sure why but it was almost the funniest thing I’ve ever watched. I was just watching it by myself and I was laughing so hard. And usually things are funnier when you watch them with someone else (like the Simpsons, or that cartoon on the ABC where the girl said “hey, we don’t float around on clouds at this school”), and I wonder if it could have even been funnier? I guess I’ll never know. I love Alan Alda, he’s so cute. I know he’s really old now but so what, he doesn’t look any different. Plus MacIntyre has the most awesome accent, I’m not sure what it is but it rocks. Best TV guys are: 1. Marco from 4400, 2. Hawkeye from mash, 3. John Safran from Speaking in Tongues <3. That is my final word on the subject.

I’m holding a grudge against my computer for turning off when I pressed the button. GOSH computer, you should at least ASK if that’s what I meant to do! That’s only common courtesy. Heck, that’s only fair! How would you like it if you accidentally said to me “Throw me out the window” instead of “Open new window”, and I just threw you out the window? Come on now, we’ve got to be more careful here!

I just want to add, I have not had even one mosquito bite this summer. Sucked in everyone else!

Oh Puppy goo-goo, fetch me a dream!

Computers, Family, Shopping, TV, Work 1 Response »

Dec 192005

Another reason that Word is stupid is because when you use the Find & Replace function, and you click “Replace”, sometimes it doesn’t believe you and you have to click it again before it updates. Like, come on Word, why would I click “Replace” if that’s not what I intended on doing?

I have 20 minutes to go. I bet it drags. It already is. Hmph.

Lauren called and she is going to the shops after work. I am to call her when I finish work (at 7:30pm if I get back by 4:30pm) and we’ll get mum’s present. That means that I probably won’t get a cab with everyone else, and we’ll have to find some other way of getting home. Not many options since Lauren has some aversion to public transport, but I hope we catch the train because then we could walk past the house that has the ladder out the front of their garage with a fake person on it. We screamed when we saw it yesterday. I want to see it again.

11 more days of work. 20 more days until we leave.

Speaking in tongues is on tonight. Also Arrested Development. Yay. I’m going to be tired tomorrow!

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