I didn't have to be there so early today, so I lay in for a few minutes, and I spent a bit more time in the shower.

I left home about 7.20am

I got out on the freeway, blasting past everything, coming up a hill, about 5 minutes after getting on the freeway.. I started running out of fuel. Not again. How could I do this again?

I didn't think about the extra distance going to and from my mate's place last night.

Argh.

Drop back speed, sit in the inside lane. I've still got a good 45ks of fuel at least (based on my calculations from the last time I did this, the other day), and the next sign I passed (a few minutes later) said it was 32ks to the end of the freeway. I'll probably make up, but not going at full speed. Stuff it, there's a servo not far away, so I just hammered it back on again, took the exit where the servo is, fuelled up.

I only managed to fit 14L in though, that was very strange. I doubt I used nothing out of reserve getting more than halfway down the freeway. It was now 8am.

I got back on the freeway, and the end of the freeway was only 10ks away. D'oh, I definately would have made that, and wouldn't have wasted all this time detouring to get to the servo.

I rode the rest of the way almost uneventfully. Just before I got there, the woman from the senior's club I was at last Thursday called me. Then my voicemail called me. I got to the building, parked my bike where my mate showed me yesterday, and rocked in, about 8.45am.

I spoke to my mate for a bit, then my voice mail called me back again, the woman wanted me to call her.

I called her up, she wants me to go and finish setting up the network on Friday (they've got a couple more computers they didn't have the other day).

I went back and chatted to my mate again, then I said I was going to get a coffee, it was 9am, he said it was his coffee time too, and the IT guy that sits near him. We went next door, got our coffees, and had a bit of a chat.

My mate had to get back to work, so we came back inside.

The guy I was supposed to be working with wasn't there yet (apparently that's not unusual) so I just started typing up the documentation of the work I had done.

The guy turned up about 9.45. I continued documenting. He logged me into the SunBlade, and I checked some things for my documentation.

I was updating the documentation, and my phone rang again, it was the guy who's PC I fixed recently (and sent the other one to be fixed under warranty). He was having issues with it, locking up and stuff. Hmm. He had some woman there (his accountant I assume) trying to use Quickbooks and Word at the same time, but it wouldn't have a bar of it. It was running out of memory for some reason. I tried to help her sort it out.

My phone rang again a few minutes later, I thought it was the woman again, but it was my mate I go to dinner. The guy I was speaking to at dinner last night had a problem, he couldn't remember the solution to the problem I told him last night. I was suffering from the same problem, I couldn't remember what the problem was, or the solution. They managed to jog my memory, so then I told them again what to do.

My mate said I must be at work, because he could hear people laughing in the background. He jokingly asked what they were doing laughing, I laughed and said I didn't know, I was too busy working, "No you're not, you're on the phone talking, and laughing" "yeah, well I was writing documentation before you called me :-)". I got off the phone and went back to working.

My phone rang yet again, it was the woman I had just been speaking to, and I gave her some more ideas, to try disabling some startup stuff, and see if there was then enough memory available. She didn't call me back, she must have worked something out.

I did some final checks, it all looked ok, so then I started on the production server.

I got all the files across, went to configure apache, it failed, couldn't find gcc. I couldn't find it either. It wasn't installed.

I got that installed, tried to configure again, couldn't find make. I set up the correct path. Tried to configure again, something else missing, fixed the path again. configured.. worked. compiled, worked. Went to install it (as root) make not found again. Oops. Fixed the path again.

Configured PHP, compiled it. Went to install it.. fixed the path again, installed it.

Configured apache on a test port, it started. Went to check the PHP content, it didn't work. Uh oh, what I have I (not) done?

Oops.. trying to look at PHP content on the production Apache, which doesn't support PHP, not my new Apache. Oh look, it works when you access it on the correct port.

I left my mate testing it.

I went to lunch, came back, shut down the new apache, configured it to run on the standard port, shutdown the production Apache, started mine up. No problems, worked. Groovy.

Fixed up the scripts/symlinks to start/stop apache, and then went about updating my documentation.

My mate told me that one of the guys wanted to talk to me, I went to talk to him, he wanted to know what I knew about, Oracle, Java, Application Servers, Apache etc, and I told him my experience while I worked at CSC.

He wants me to work for him, getting the web applications rolled over to Oracle 9i from 8, and they have some legacy applications that need to be rewritten because they don't have the source, and they aren't compatible with Oracle 9.

I don't know how to program java, but if they get someone that does, then I can put all the stuff on, and get it working.

He really wants me to work for him, and I think it would be pretty cool, it's a great place to work, and they pay properly.

I have to fix up my resume, it's too long, and it's crap. He wants a copy this week. Yet another thing to be done.

I went back inside. Finished up the documentation.

I hadn't done my timesheet (it hadn't come across). My mate called up the woman at the temping agency, and she went to email the timesheet across. I waited around for a bit, and then I tried to call her. When I eventually managed to get through to her (her phone was busy). She told me that it bounced out of my account (weird), but the Internet/email was down in the office anyway, so I asked her to fax it.

It came through a bit later, I filled it in, got it signed off, faxed it back, and then I left, about 5pm.

Slow trip home, came up the freeway ok, cruised in home.

Got home about 6.15pm, not too bad trip.