The extra cases/memory/video cards that got couriered up yesterday were moved in tonight.

I don't know when I'll be doing anything with them, there doesn't appear to be a driver for the RAID controller for linux on these motherboards, that's just craptastic. I've got 480GB of disk space, and I can't use any of it, because they are all SATA disks, and the mobos only have SATA RAID controllers, the "normal" IDE interfaces are ATA133.

I knew I should have bought the Titan Pro II board I wanted.

Apparently the RAID controller on these boards is no better than software raid anyway. Great, I could have bought ATA133 disks for cheaper, and just done a softRAID.

I had a look at the machine that I got in return for the work I did on Monday, installing the new PC/phone socket, it's not too bad, I might use it as a Dev machine, or a staging server of some description.

Dad came in to talk about names for the business. Here we go again.

I went in, and listened to all the suggestions. I've already spent hours doing this with my mate (who I worked at the same place with today and yesterday) when we were going to start our ISP last year.

I've already decided I want to use TCPIP, that's why I registered it. If they want to pick something else, then I don't care.

I think I might contentrate on getting this job where I worked the last 2 days, so I need to get this up and running in some respect in the next week or so.

Day asked me if I knew what was going to be discussed at the "meeting" in the morning, and I started going through the story again, like I've gone over in my head tons of times.

While I was in having the conversation, my mate I go to dinner with tried to call me several times (the new procedure is he will ring my mobile and hang up, then I will call him back, so he doesn't have to pay a big phone bill). I was ignoring it for the time being, because I was concentrating on telling the story of the events on Tuesday/Wednesday last week. I was intending to ring him back in a few minutes. He left a message, so then my message service called me, he told me he had a message about the meeting tomorrow.

I tried to call him back, busy. Hmm. and again. I called his mobile, he went on about the computer he was trying to fix for a bit, and then got to the details of the message about the meeting. The De Facto had just called him, and apparently the solicitor is in hospital (and will be for the next few days) so the meeting is cancelled. Great, so now this shit drags on longer.

I think I might have to contact Industrial Relations to let them know what is going on, before it gets too late.

I got fed up, I'm really stressed now, and I feel awful. I'm probably tired too.

I made some dinner, and I'm just watching a bit of tv. I get to sleep in tomorrow now.

I'm going to see the guy about the colo facility/space/data/lines tomorrow afternoon, get all that sorted.