Gees it was cold this morning, and it's not even winter yet (until tomorrow).

Apparently the coldest day this year, it was 5 degrees at 6.30am.

I tried to call into the radio station competition again, but I must have been too quick, because after thay said "call now", I hammered the redial, and it rang, and rang, and rang, so I must have been one of the first 10 callers they ignore, byt the time I tried again, it was jammed.

I got up a bit after 7am, it was freezing.

I got ready, taking my time. I didn't leave until about 8am.

I haven't got enough fuel to go all the way. D'oh. Maybe I can on reserve.

I got about halfway between home, and where I had the accident last week, I'm going down the hill, getting a good pace after slipping up at the lights, when a car comes out, far in front, but going really slow, great, I'll get stuck behind this all the way around now.

As I pulled up behind it, I recognised it, it's my mate's dad, who I used to work for.

I wondered how long it would take for him to recognise me.

I just sat behind him, all the way around, after we got around the corner where the accident was, just about to go up the hill, he saw me, and waved, my mate in the passenger seat turned around and nodded.

We went up the hill, and I managed to get in front as we headed towards the freeway.

I held the lead for most of the way, but on the descent at the end of the freeway, he got in a better, lane, and left me behind.

I caught up though, heading down the highway, until he turned off to go a different way a few kilometres before DMR where I'm working.

I got to work about 9.15am. There was enough fuel too, 232km and I'm still not on reserve.

I went in, did some work, put my timesheet in.

I called up the temping agency about my pay, since it's $5/hr wrong. They said they'd get back to me.

I got back to work, went and looked at the windows server for the project I'm working on, fiddled around with that for a bit.

Went back to my desk, and mucked around with some html stuff.

My phone rang, it was the plastering guy, apparently I'm very hard to get a hold of. He was having issues getting on the internet, and wanted to know if I could look at it, I said I would come around tonight and have a look.

I sent a few emails to try to get my domains sorted out, didn't really get anywhere.

I went out just after lunch, and rode up to jaycar to get parts for the serial cables I'm supposed to be sending out today (oops, more things I was supposed to do on the weekend).

I went and got some fuel, and then I went back to work.

On the way back, my gear leave jammed, and I couldn't change down from 2nd to 1st, bit of a worry. I managed to force it, and it was fine after that. I think I really need to check the oil.

I worked a bit more, on getting the data into a reasonable format to load into oracle. It's going to take a while to clean all the baddata, people have put space delimited commas in the text, and it makes it hard to get rid of them, because it causes delimiters where they don't belong, and pushes all the fields out.

I was speaking to the project manager, when my phone rang again, I sent it to my message service.

I worked a bit more, and then I called my mate back, apparently he was having issues with his bike, and wanted to know if I could help him, but I couldn't because I was still at work.

I worked on the data until about 5.30pm, and then I left.

I realised about 5 minutes after leaving that I'd left my usb memory thing at work.

I got off the freeway, and went down to the plastering guy's place.

I tried to work out what was wrong with his internet connection, but the machine was unusable. svchost.exe eating up the whole cpu. I seem to recall this being a worm or a virus or something.

I battled with the machine for about 1/2 hour, but I didn't get anywhere, you'd click on something, and it would take 5 minutes to do anything.

I said I would have to come back on Wednesday and fix it.

I left. I called up the lady who's computer I was supposed to fix on the weekend, her daughter's boyfriend had fixed it for her. Good, something less for me to do.

As I was on the phone to her, I noticed my tail light was out again. Damn I'm sick of replacing these.

I dug around in the saddlebag, and found the spare bulb, and put it in.

I took off, I went to the supermarket, and got some dinner.

While I'm waiting in the line of the one register that's open, some old woman says "be careful you don't trip" to me, in reference to the fact that one of the velcro straps on the bike trousers has come un velcroed, and is flapping around, yeah, I'm really going to trip on a strap that's on the outside of the trousers (ie, not between my legs), and not long enough to reach the ground.

I paid for my frozen meal, and I left.

I headed around the corner, to get back on the road, I was so busy looking if anything was coming up behind me, for me to merge, that I didn't notice a speed bumb, and I got huge air off it, woo.

I went up the road, and headed to my mate's ex gf's place, where there was some mail for me apparently. I popped in, got my mail, and then I left again.

I went around to my mate's place, to see what was up with his bike, if there was anything I could do, but he wasn't there.

I stuck my head in the garage, and saw his bike there, so he's got it home.

I came home after that.

9.10pm. time to put my dinner on, and do a bit more tivo archiving. There might even be something worth watching on the tivo, now that it's got some free space.

Oops, I have to make up 2 tivo serial cables too.