I installed Duke Nukem Atomic last night, it kept complaining about it needed the CD, but it was in the drive.

I tried to find an old install of D3D, the version I bought, I don't have anymore. I thought I would have found one in like \oldstuff\crap\oldcomputer\games\something\Duke3d but I didn't. I've lost all my modifications somewhere along the way, my dodgy CON files. Oh well.

I dug out my CD, installed the original version, and played it.

It still had the stupid adult mode locked out (from when they tried to release it here in 1996 or whenever), but I couldn't be bothered finding the fixed exes.

I played it until about 12.30, then I watched some tv, went to bed watching junkyard wars, turned the tv off at 2am.

I got woken up at 8.10am this morning by the phone ringing, I didn't recognise the number. I ignored it. The phone rang again, it was my message service. The message was from the woman who rang last week, wanting to get her internet setup.

She wanted to know what I was doing today, if I could do it. She thinks her machine has a virus or needs reinstalling, gees, I'm not interested in that, just from the time factor. I have to get this billing software working.

I rolled over and went back to sleep. About 10.30am, the phone rang again, once.

It was my mate I go to dinner with, weird, normally he rings the landline. I got up, grabbed the phone, and went to call him back, engaged.. someone's on the phone. I sent him an sms to let him know that it was busy and I would call back asap.

I went through my email, checking the phone every couple of minutes.

I just started writing this blog, when the phone rang, it was my mate.

I chatted for a few minutes. He told me that he went to the Cafe to get a driver CD for the modems we used to use, and he was told that they are under instruction not to give or sell him anything. What a joke.

I told him that I need a hard disk, and arranged to get that, I also told him about the woman calling andf waking me up, it's a job he can have if he wants it.

I got off the phone.

He called me back again, he's ordered the disk, and it will get delivered tomorrow, and he'll pickup the computer I rebuilt that got dropped and busted.

OK, time for breakfast, and then to try to work out why the hell freeside will not save it's settings. (And why I can't drop the database).