I had intentions of heading to the Cafe at around 10am again today, I had to collect the mail from Gosford on the way, and I thought I would drop into the office where our Gosford equipment is, and let them know what is going on.

I woke up at 10:30, I must have been really ripped (I drank nearly the whole bottle of rum). My stomach was really upset, I didn't eat anything. I listened to Bad and cried again.

I left the house, I headed into Gosford. I went straight to where the equipment is to tell the lady we deal with the story, but it turns out she is on leave, so I just left again. I was going to pop in to see the shop that collects payments for us, but I couldn't find a parking spot close by, so I just kept going, around to the post office, to collect the mail.

I went from here, headed up towards the shop. My mp3 player screwed up, so I ended up riding the whole way in silence again, the whole reason for taking the bloody thing is to try and take my mind off things so I can concentrate on riding.

I got to the shop, headed in, the door was open and the computers were out on sale today, business as usual basically.

As I headed in, a couple of people I know where in there, we had a quick chat.

I tried to contact some of the people I had not managed to yesterday. I tried to contact the guy in Darwin we bought the equipment off. He no longer works there, and there are no contact details for him. I think I have his mobile phone number somewhere, I hope it is his personal mobile and still works.

I went back to cleaning, more things were thrown out. The shop ended up quite tidy by the afternoon.

The guy I worked for before starting the Cafe, and after leaving the Cafe, called me up, he wanted the number of the Cafe, he wanted to get an ADSL connection sorted out. I told him not to worry about calling, we've suspended the new accounts. I then asked him if he had seen the news about the plane, he had, I told him who it was. He was shocked, offered his apologies, I explained the situation I was in, and I told him I would contact him when we got setup again. He asked me if his son, my mate, know, I told him I didn't know. We got off the phone, and I went back to work again.

Some flowers were delivered, they were from the people who provide our ADSL connections, and also do our billing, it was addressed to all the staff, and offered apologies. I went out the back of the Cafe, sat and cried.

Around 2pm, the guy I go to dinner with got a call from my friend's defacto. She had spoken to a solicitor, and because the guy does not have a will, the solicitor instructed her to shut the Cafe. We finished what were doing, and closed the Cafe, leaving a sign to say that it will be closed until after the funeral. At some point we will have to work out what is going to happen.

I realised at this point, that there is no backups that I know of. I am going to have to try and work out where all the equipment is, what it does, and try to find a way to backup all the important files.

We went and spoke to centre management, to see if they would hold our mail while the Cafe was closed, if the post office would not, they said that was fine. I remembered I still had the mail in my bike, the guy's defacto's daughter (who does the tech support) came with me to get it, I said I would wait to hear from here for the funeral details. We don't know if the funeral will be on Friday now, the police have not released the body yet, it is still being identified.

I went to the post office, where my mate had asked them to hold the mail, they must not be able to, they gave him the sorting centre's phone number, and told him to contact them.

I travelled to my mates place, I sat and had a sandwich and a coke with him, told him about the night before, and we talked about the guy.

My mate had a computer job to do, so we left his place at about 4pm to go there, it wasn't far.

They were running XP, and it was all screwed up. Some "Cryptographic Service" was failing, so you couldn't install any patches or service packs. Windowsupdate wouldn't work, and ssl websites wouldn't work.

There was truckloads of spyware on the machine too, I fiddled around for ages, finally manged to fix it, had to reregister dlls, stop a service, delete a bunch of files, start the service, change the internet explorer settings, managed to get windowsupdate to work, downloaded blaster patch, installed service pack 1 again, ran adaware, left the machine to go. It took us an hour and a half to get this far. We were asked the price for the work, since it wasn't my job, I just helped, I didn't say anything, I would have charged $50, my mate asked for $30.

We went back to the car, he gave me $20, normally I would not have accepted it, but I have not worked for so long now, and I have almost no money left, I needed to buy food, so I didn't argue, I just accepted it.

We went back to his house. I put the tv on, and we watched the news for a bit, and had some conversation. I realised we had not installed the blaster patch on the xp machine. my mate's wife rang him, she would be late coming back from the shop she works in, so we should go to dinner now, and pick her up afterwards.

We left his house, went back to the place where we had just fixed the computer, my mate went in to install the blaster patch, I sat in the car. Stairway to Heaven was on the radio, I turned it up and sang along, I enjoyed that.

We then went around to the club, I had to renew my membership, after that we went in, started eating dinner. I wasn't particularly hungry, I just ate what I could. The other people my mate knows that we usually go to dinner with turned up, they sat on a different table, I think my mate went over and told them what had happened.

We finished our meal and left, we went back to my mate's house, just as we drove into the garage, his mobile phone rang, his wife was almost to the station, so we drove back to the station. We waited for the train, it arrived, all the people got off, but we couldn't see my mate's wife. I spotted her going over the pedestrian bridge to the other side of the station, she must have thought we would be over the other side (that's where the club we went for dinner is) my mate ran after her, and called her back. There was a misunderstanding, she thought we would go to the club, my mate would come out and pick her up, and then go back to the club again, to finish the meal and so she could have a meal, we just went back to his house instead.

I sat and watched the tv again for a while, and had a green tea, we went to check a voicemail that had been left on the business phone, at that time, the other people from dinner arrived. We looked at some photo's my mate had taken on his digital camera last night.

Tea was served, I had another green tea, it was nice, we had a chat for a while, one of the blokes from dinner said he was sorry to hear the news, and asked a few questions.

We looked what was on tv, found Point Break was on, watched that until 10pm, when the signal dropped out. The satellite dish aim was changed when the roof I mounted it on was adjusted to fix a drainage issue. When it became really cloudy and foggy, the signal dropped out.

Everyone decided to leave at this point, the people from dinner had to go, because one of them had to get back to his car to go back down to Sydney, I was tired, so I left to, it ws drizzling outside, I couldn't get any grip on the ground, and had to get my mate to help my turn my bike around.

For once my mp3 player worked, the rain was really annoying, I couldn't have the visor up, because it was like getting sandblasted, and when I put it down, I couldn't see anything, especially when there was an oncoming car. So I spent the whole trip putting the visor up down up down up down up down etc.

I got home, came inside, and decided to deal with my email from the last couple of days. Went through and did all that, I checked the police article about the crash I found last night, it's not been changed.

I decided I really needed to get this blogging done before I forgot things, or lost the inclination to do it. I wrote the blog about yesterday, and updated it several times while writing today's events up, as I kept remembering things, and then I wrote this blog.

I just put Stairway to Heaven on, it made me feel ok. I think I'll check my email again, irc a bit, maybe put Bad on and have another cry, and then go to bed. The Cafe isn't open tomorrow, I don't know what I am going to do. I think I will start writing up some technical documentation, to describe all the equipment, and write some procedures for how to fix things.